Tuesday, June 7, 2011
Stranger Than Paradise
The entire experience took me back to my beginning days when I was first getting into photography when this was my own style of shooting. To be able to tell a story visually within the context of your frame. In the beginning I only shot black and white, processed and printed myself. It’s what captivated and fascinated me about photography to pursue it as an art form. When I first started I always carried my camera with me and shot everything around me. Recording my world, exploring my relationship to place, mood, and tone. It was always about my emotional feeling; I felt in this time and space much like an image by Brassai. I love those kinds of images. During this period most of my images were devoid of people and focused mostly on place and feeling. Granted if I were to go back and look at those images again, they may reveal a certain romantic naïveté as a beginner just exploring the parameters of his newfound tools. But the world around me seemed to come alive.
Later that evening, I dropped in on a friend on the north side of town. It was one of those remarkable evenings, after so much rain and cold that everyone was outside soaking up the last rays of the day. The sun was just setting with the extraordinary glow in the air. I was suddenly captivated by everything I saw. I began to visualize it in the old black and white images of how I used to shoot. I was like I had stepped back in my own history. Suddenly that entire neighborhood became a series of remarkable images. I was drawn out of my car and began to wander that old neighborhood. My senses were keenly sharpened with shape, texture, and tone into a heightened sense of remarkable beauty. The light was absolutely perfect. The only thing missing was my camera. There were so many stories to be told, dirty children playing in the street, two guys getting stoned by a car in their back yard, the beautiful impressionistic qualities of the lilacs blooming as if in a Monet garden. Texture, structure, old, new, blending seamlessly. Mystery filled my head as I wondered. When did I get away for shooting such remarkable feeling?
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