Anyone who's taken any meaningful number of photos and looked at them has likely experienced the
sensation that, while a photo looks like the thing, it doesn't look like the thing.
This is the gap between the optical reality of whatever it is, and the so-called percept,
the impression the thing makes on your mind. If you take a picture of a wrench or something,
a "record shot," it probably works out ok. If you take a picture of a sunset, or a city street,
or a child's expression, you're likely to experience the gap between optics and perception.
Arguably this is the challenge of quite a bit of "serious" photography.
This phenomenon can turn up, to a degree, at the very moment of pressing the shutter.
I don't know about you, but I have certainly experienced this sort of a thing a lot:
a long process of fidgeting to set
up a shot, tinkering and moving and thinking and looking, and then at the moment of shutter
press instantly realizing "no, that's not it." This is a deeply stupid thing which I hate,
and have labored to train myself out of, but it's also quite real. Something about the shutter
press itself tends to drop away perception, leaving you somehow more open to the optical
reality in that instant.
I am vaguely developing a theory that this might be what Garry Winogrand was on about
when he said “I photograph to see what the world looks like in photographs.” This may or
may not be the exact quotation, and it's possible he said much the same thing many times,
I don't know and it doesn't matter. My point here is that perhaps what he was actually
doing was not never getting around to making the all-important contact sheets. Perhaps
his work was done at the shutter press. Perhaps all he needed was that moment of pure optical
seeing, and that satisfied him.
If you pay attention, you might have noticed that in this sense we live in a society that
is filled with Maiers and Winogrands. Millions of people with
a phone record photographs of myriad objects and scenes, photographs they may never look
at again. I don't know about you, but I have frequently experienced someone scrolling
through their photos, 100s or 1000s of them, to show me something they just remembered.
"I saw this weird cat" or "there was a guy riding a bike with a hat" or whatever. There
are two things here that seem noteworthy: first, that we collectively now record random
visual facts that we recall later in conversation, and second that we record 1000s of other
visual facts that we will never recall later.
The first strikes me as the visual analog of other social interactions "I heard a joke"
or "let me tell you this funny story" or "I had such a frustrating time at the bank today."
We, or at least some of us, now integrate purely visual phenomena into this normal flow of
human interaction. "I saw a weird dog, let me show you." This constitutes an extension,
and modification, of the ways we interact, and that's interesting. McLuhan would probably
make something of it. A culture that does this is somehow different from one that does not.
The second one, though, that's Winogrand again. Somehow, people are recording visuals without
much expectation of ever looking at them again. They may rationalize it thus, but in reality
their phones simply have far too many photos to ever meaningfully be used to salt later
conversation. Their actions, the taking of so many photos, point to something else just as the
same actions point to something else in Winogrand and in Maier.
I theorize that they're looking at the world in a photographic way. For whatever reason, some
people are interested in what the world looks like in photographs, in the sense that they
savor that moment of the shutter press, that moment of pure optical seeing. They find value,
I submit, in that moment and that way of seeing the world.
As a person who, after a fashion, draws, I am coming to understand that there are more ways
to see the world than I imagined.
When you draw things from life, you observe the subject in a completely different and new
way. You have to notice the details, the relationships between this bit and that bit, and so
on. You notice how large the gap between the bottom of the nose and the top of the lip
is, whether the eyes tilt up or down at the outer corner, and so on. A lot of very very
small things.
If you learned to draw the way I did (which I think is essentially the modern approach to
teaching drawing) you do a lot of exercises and whatnots to "see" optically, to step
around the perceptual layer, and to see just as the camera sees. This can, in theory,
be the end of it. My technical abilities, and I suspect virtually everyone's technical
abilities, simply aren't good enough to make that work. At some point you have
to develop a kind of dual vision, combining the perception with the purely optical vision.
Only then can you really bring whatever it is to life on the page.
My problem is that I'm simply not accurate enough to take a purely optical approach.
There are some savants who can do it this way, but I'm pretty sure they're very rare
and that normal working artists work just like I do. That is, they combine a perceptual
vision with the optical one, using the percept to make adjustments to the drawing.
"No, her face is a little more round" or "it's a bit darker under the bridge" or
whatever. In this way, interestingly, the drawing comes out aligned with the percept.
The problem of "it's correct, but the thing doesn't look like that" literally does not
occur. If the drawing doesn't look like the thing (which happens a lot!) it's a technical
problem. You've simply failed to put the right bits in, and leave the other bits
out, or you've muddled up an important relationship. It happens!
It goes beyond simply leaving out the inconvenient power lines that are the bane of all
landscape photographers. You're leaving out everything that doesn't support the perception,
and emphasizing the things that do. The drawing is in some sense (perhaps aspirationally)
optically correct, but nevertheless it constitutes a rendering of the perception and
not of purely optical vision.
Drawing, and more specifically the teaching of drawing, teaches one to see the world in a
more camera-like way, but also forces the intrusion of a lot of details that people like
Winogrand may have never noticed. Winogrand saw the pretty girl, and then he saw her through
the viewfinder, and then he saw her again at the moment of the shutter press. Winogrand
saw the girl in, probably, at least three meaningfully different ways, and still he likely
never noticed the gap between nose and lip, and could not tell you about the tilt of her
eyes. There are a lot of ways to look at a girl, or at a rock, or a bird, or a sunset.
Drawing is a giant pain in the ass, and you have to bring a pencil everywhere. A phone,
though, everyone's got a phone. Everyone can see the world that way, now.
Literally anything that's even slightly eye catching can be examined in that "shutter
press optical truth" fashion, and as a side effect, the captured frame can be recovered
later if you like.
I never really understood the desire to see the world that way. I've never taken
photos without the intention of eventually generating a photograph, probably on paper.
This is kind of standard photographer philosophy, right? "It's not done until
it's printed!" kinds of sneering are commonplace. That you are not a real photographer unless
you print is, for all practical purposes, unquestioned dogma. Thus it is that we
find Winogrand and Maier such mysteries: "why oh why didn't they print? It is beyond
understanding!!!"
It's possible, though, that just as I see the world through the eyes of a (ham-fisted)
guy-who-draws, and it's genuinely fun, that Winogrand and Maier and 100 million
other other people are finding pleasure in seeing the world through the eyes of
someone-who-photographs.
Whatever it is that's going on, what is certain is that the action of photographing
occurs many orders of magnitude more often than the "making of a photograph" in the
traditional sense. Statistically, the percentage of photos that are made with the intention
of printing them, or even sharing them, or even showing them to a single other human,
rounds to 0.0. Something is going on here, and the traditional views of photography simply
are not relevant to whatever that is.
I don't think I'm really part of that? I still take photos for downstream purposes, never
just for the action of doing it, but I am certainly the odd one out here.
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Saturday, May 11, 2024
On Choosing
AD Coleman firmly holds the opinion that a photographer, as an artist, must choose
their photos. To simply shoot a bunch of pictures is not enough. To him, Vivian Maier
essentially does not exist as a photographer. This is a position with which I concur,
and which I have argued for at some length over the years. Photography is choosing.
You choose where to stand, where to point the lens, when to press the shutter. You choose frames at the contact sheet. You choose final prints and arrangements. Unless you proceed through to the end, the job is not done.
You can shoot 100,000 frames and choose 12. You can shoot 12 frames and choose 12.
But you must choose.
Colberg has a piece up arguing against projects. You have to subscribe to a thing to read the whole thing, so I don't really know or care where he goes from the part I've linked to. The thrust seems to be that "the project" is a straitjacket in a bunch of ways, some harmful. On the one hand this is obviously true.
On the other hand, you have to choose. In order to choose, you need some sort of rubric, it is the essence of choosing. If a rubric doesn't in some sense constitute a project, I don't even know what any of those words mean.
In the olden days, before say 1990, you'd just choose the bangers. "Chicago, 1968-1978" you dig out the contact sheets from that decade, sort out the ones from Chicago, and circle all the bangers. Pick the best 20 of those in terms of technical details, and you're done. There's your show.
And then we moved on, that got played out and while there are still people trying it on just like that nobody much cares unless it's a Big Name retrospective.
The rubrics for choosing have gotten more complex. We demand some sort of connections, some sort of theme, some sort of meaning in the collective pile of final pictures.
Again, I don't care when you choose. Shooting-to-order is just choosing early. Digging through your midden of contact sheets is choosing later. It doesn't matter.
If Colberg's eventual point is that your project has to be kind of fluid, then I have no argument with him. It's stupid to pin down a hyper-specific rubric too early (although, to be fair, limitations can stimulate creativity.) Let the rubric float a bit, and you'll be a lot happier in the end. Colberg also seems to suggest that photos shouldn't be constrained to a single project, which, again, I agree with. This is just allowing a photo to fit more than one rubric.
On the one hand, homeboy is clearly drawing on his experience teaching idiots in MFA programs, but on the other hand, who the hell cares what corners idiots paint themselves into? An idiot can paint themselves into a corner with any set of tools whatsoever, so the fact that they're crying in a corner might not be evidence that the tools you've given them are bad.
Figuring out a rubric for a body of work isn't easy. Lots and lots and lots of photographers cannot do it at all. The Goldsmiths vanity MA seems to produce a steady stream of people who haven't the foggiest notion, because it is run by a guy who hasn't the foggiest notion. There are loads of people who take pictures for money (where the rubric for choosing is supplied in the form of what we normally call "a brief") who are completely helpless when confronted with doing it for themselves. They take a bunch of pictures on some theme, and throw out the blurry ones. The pile of sharp and in-theme photos grows without limit, but no meaning ever emerges, and it's not clear that the photographer even knows what that might look like or that it would be desirable. They helplessly watch the pile grow until they tire of the theme, and move on to a new theme. Rinse and repeat.
Most people who take photographs never even bother. They hold up their phone and tap the button. They make one choice once, and that's the end of it. They post the photo somewhere, or show it to their friends, or whatever. I do this! I take photos to send to people: "is this your ring?" "are these the right makeup wipes?" "look at what my dumb dog is doing!"
These things are not "art photography" though, they're something else. None of these people is making any kind of statement. There's nothing to say except the immediate content of this photo, right here, right now.
To be honest, I remain completely stymied in my own "practice."
I know (in some sense) that it's not just bullshit, because I see things in which someone chose some pictures and meaning emerged. I see things that I made in which this happened. At the same time, I struggle with the idea that maybe it is all bullshit, that the rubrics are essentially arbitrary, and that the so-called meaning is just pareidolia. My answer, though, has been to stop taking pictures. I am not going to go and shoot on some random theme and hope that something emerges, because I know that ends with a midden of pointless photos.
It's possible I am coming to that point that Cartier-Bresson arrived at. When you draw something you know you've definitely made something. It might be shitty, it might be bad, but god damn if you didn't actually make a thing that has your fingerprints on it.
To abandon the idea of the rubric is to abandon the entire enterprise beyond the "look at what my dumb dog is up to" project. If choosing is bullshit, then photography as an artistic venture is bullshit. I don't see any way to save it.
I dunno man.
You choose where to stand, where to point the lens, when to press the shutter. You choose frames at the contact sheet. You choose final prints and arrangements. Unless you proceed through to the end, the job is not done.
You can shoot 100,000 frames and choose 12. You can shoot 12 frames and choose 12.
But you must choose.
Colberg has a piece up arguing against projects. You have to subscribe to a thing to read the whole thing, so I don't really know or care where he goes from the part I've linked to. The thrust seems to be that "the project" is a straitjacket in a bunch of ways, some harmful. On the one hand this is obviously true.
On the other hand, you have to choose. In order to choose, you need some sort of rubric, it is the essence of choosing. If a rubric doesn't in some sense constitute a project, I don't even know what any of those words mean.
In the olden days, before say 1990, you'd just choose the bangers. "Chicago, 1968-1978" you dig out the contact sheets from that decade, sort out the ones from Chicago, and circle all the bangers. Pick the best 20 of those in terms of technical details, and you're done. There's your show.
And then we moved on, that got played out and while there are still people trying it on just like that nobody much cares unless it's a Big Name retrospective.
The rubrics for choosing have gotten more complex. We demand some sort of connections, some sort of theme, some sort of meaning in the collective pile of final pictures.
Again, I don't care when you choose. Shooting-to-order is just choosing early. Digging through your midden of contact sheets is choosing later. It doesn't matter.
If Colberg's eventual point is that your project has to be kind of fluid, then I have no argument with him. It's stupid to pin down a hyper-specific rubric too early (although, to be fair, limitations can stimulate creativity.) Let the rubric float a bit, and you'll be a lot happier in the end. Colberg also seems to suggest that photos shouldn't be constrained to a single project, which, again, I agree with. This is just allowing a photo to fit more than one rubric.
On the one hand, homeboy is clearly drawing on his experience teaching idiots in MFA programs, but on the other hand, who the hell cares what corners idiots paint themselves into? An idiot can paint themselves into a corner with any set of tools whatsoever, so the fact that they're crying in a corner might not be evidence that the tools you've given them are bad.
Figuring out a rubric for a body of work isn't easy. Lots and lots and lots of photographers cannot do it at all. The Goldsmiths vanity MA seems to produce a steady stream of people who haven't the foggiest notion, because it is run by a guy who hasn't the foggiest notion. There are loads of people who take pictures for money (where the rubric for choosing is supplied in the form of what we normally call "a brief") who are completely helpless when confronted with doing it for themselves. They take a bunch of pictures on some theme, and throw out the blurry ones. The pile of sharp and in-theme photos grows without limit, but no meaning ever emerges, and it's not clear that the photographer even knows what that might look like or that it would be desirable. They helplessly watch the pile grow until they tire of the theme, and move on to a new theme. Rinse and repeat.
Most people who take photographs never even bother. They hold up their phone and tap the button. They make one choice once, and that's the end of it. They post the photo somewhere, or show it to their friends, or whatever. I do this! I take photos to send to people: "is this your ring?" "are these the right makeup wipes?" "look at what my dumb dog is doing!"
These things are not "art photography" though, they're something else. None of these people is making any kind of statement. There's nothing to say except the immediate content of this photo, right here, right now.
To be honest, I remain completely stymied in my own "practice."
I know (in some sense) that it's not just bullshit, because I see things in which someone chose some pictures and meaning emerged. I see things that I made in which this happened. At the same time, I struggle with the idea that maybe it is all bullshit, that the rubrics are essentially arbitrary, and that the so-called meaning is just pareidolia. My answer, though, has been to stop taking pictures. I am not going to go and shoot on some random theme and hope that something emerges, because I know that ends with a midden of pointless photos.
It's possible I am coming to that point that Cartier-Bresson arrived at. When you draw something you know you've definitely made something. It might be shitty, it might be bad, but god damn if you didn't actually make a thing that has your fingerprints on it.
To abandon the idea of the rubric is to abandon the entire enterprise beyond the "look at what my dumb dog is up to" project. If choosing is bullshit, then photography as an artistic venture is bullshit. I don't see any way to save it.
I dunno man.