I happened a month or two ago to look in on a 3 of 5 presentations in a series
put together by one Paul Halliday, "programme convenor" (whatever that means,
it's British, I think) for a vanity MA that Goldsmiths sells. The first
presentation was Paul once again giving his "London" photographs. I've
talked about this,
um, collection, before. The other presentations were by fairly recent
graduates of the MA program. I will leaved them un-identified, because they
seem like nice people who would be better served by anonymity here.
Shortly thereafter I looked at a 30 minute interview with another earnest
British wannabee who's going off to do a masters someplace or other. That
presentation being of much the same stripe, it got me to noodling.
The thing all of these presentations had in common was this:
The presenter had in hand a pile of photographs, without the foggiest notion
of how to shape them into a project. Paul has been hacking around with
his pile pretending it's going to be something some day for 20 years. The
others, being younger, have had less time to aimlessly sift their pictures.
The piles were all over the place: archives of found prints, archives of
snaps taken by the photographer over a period of years without direction,
a collection of strongly conceptual individual prints built around
a specific gimmick.
As piles go, they were fine. There's plenty of depth to any of these
piles. The photos are good enough for something. Each pile contains,
manifestly, at least one substantive project. Something with depth
and meaning could be drawn from any of these, in some cases a dozen
different things could be drawn out.
What is lacking here is not content, but method. The Goldsmiths people
all gave essentially the same talk: "And then I took this photo. And
then I took this photo and it was tricky because.. And then I took
this photo." for a hour. I can, quite literally, go around to my local
camera club and see the same talk "This is a barn. I couldn't get the
whole barn in frame because I was parked at the side of the road, so it's
just part of the barn. Then I took this photo."
The presentations were almost painful to watch, completely pitiable. I
couldn't even tell whether the artists had any idea how far into the
weeds they were. One presentation took a sort of stab at something
conceptual, something over-arching, but didn't get anywhere before lapsing
into a litany of "this photo... this photo..." I may have been projecting
but I did feel a kind of pathos, a kind of "am I done? is this it?" wistfulness
from the presenters.
Exactly the same situation obtains at the local camera club as with this
apparently pretty large category of masters-ish students: perfectly
good photos which could, without a doubt, be shaped into a collective
object of some sort, but which are not so shaped. They are a formless
mass of photos, because the photographer, the artist, has no real notion
of what the next step is, or if there is a next step.
At the same time, in other corners of the Serious Photography world,
we have small armies of people extracting projects from piles. Sam
Contis made Day Sleeper from a pile of Dorothea Lange's
castoffs, and it looks to me like it is credibly "a project" in
some meaningful way. We could argue about whether Maloof has found
any coherent sub-piles in the work of Vivian Maier, but certainly
some people think these things are "projects" in some meaningful
way. The "found photograph" book is actually a fairly large genre
at this point, and while they may frequently be bad projects
they are often at least conceptually coherent things rather than merely
piles.
This is a thing which can be taught, or at any rate learned, but
it appears that it is not learned at Goldsmiths. For 10,000 pounds,
18,000 if you're not British, you too can assemble a pile of photos
that you can sort of pitifully stir around for a few years before
you return to the family business.
I find myself puzzled as to how I would explain or teach the
process myself. I know it is a process that can be done, and I could
probably talk about a half dozen specific approaches to making
a sequence of photographs that has at least a chance at transcending
pile-ness. What I do not know is any generalizations that make any
sense.
I think if I were trying to teach this, I would probably teach the
specifics by example: "Let's tell a literal short story with a simple
plot using these photos" and "let's sequence these photos by geometrical
coincidences, Frank/Evans style" and "let's sequence these by subject
matter" and "let's sequence these by mood" or whatever.
Just do it over and over and over different ways, and hope that something
sticks.
Photographers have been taught too long that "editing" consists of
"picking out the good ones" and that's just not it. I mean, that's a skill
too, but it's mainly useful if you're selling individual prints.
Picking out the good ones is almost counterproductive when you're making
a project, a sequence, a coherent body of work. You need the filler
shots too.
An idea wouldn't hurt, while you're at it.
I blame three things for the whole, misbegotten 'project' concept: the photobook industry, the MA-Photography industry, and cinema envy.
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