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My son, Pedro, chillin at the beach

Well, the wife’s out of town with her best friend. They’re hangin’ out in NYC. So, it’s just me, Tony, and Hobbs. I’m going fishing with my good friend Lawrence. Tony doesn’t want to get up so early and Hobbs, well, he doesn’t even like to be around water that much.

Later on today, I plan to go on a reconnaissance mission. I can’t say where, just in case my wife reads this post, but it will be a surprise for her. I’ll share pictures on Monday … if I go.

So, have a nice day and do something fun!

 

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I was reading a post by Chantal Stone entitled Brent Clark. In her post she said:

I find myself both strongly attracted to it, yet annoyed by it at the same time. I enjoy the random feel of it, even the often times sterility of it. But what annoys me most is its commonness now. It seems every other up and coming fine art photographer shoots the same sort of static photograph. There’s a certain lack of emotion, which I suppose is purposeful, but it’s opposite of what I like to shoot.

I would have to agree with her sentiment at a nearly 100% level, except that I found myself mostly annoyed and not at all attracted to it. I followed a good number of the 36 links listed in a referenced post. Most of the pictures that I found were banal, uninspired. They seemed to lack originality and were, for the most part, snapshots in my judgment.

Now, how dare I say this as I just talked about critiques the other day! Well, I just didn’t like what I saw. I’m sure that the artists had some type of message, but I just wasn’t getting it and the subjects didn’t appeal to me. That is not to say that they should change it to suit me, it’s just to say that I didn’t like it. Nothing more. It didn’t work for me.

This is just my opinion and opinions are worth what you paid for them!

I did, however, find a few photographers that I did like:
Rania Matar
Joseph Holmes
Amy Burchenal

It seems as though most of the photographers just decided to go against the grain with regards to composition and getting a ‘pleasing’ (to whom?) photographic composition, just to be contemporary, contrarian, or perhaps antiestablishment. Whatever it is, it ain’t workin’ for me!

I don’t know. It didn’t seem as if many of the photographs had any message, meaning, feeling, or direction. Perhaps, as I say, I’m missing something. Am I missing something? Am I alone in this?

The quality seemed to vary so much between the photographers. Perhaps quality isn’t the right word, but the presentation, or portrayal, or perhaps the subject matter. Some of them were total chaos, seeming random photographs, while others where full of meaning.

It was an interesting juxtaposition of portfolios. It reminded me of the time that I visited the Dallas Museum of Art. There were beautiful paintings, statues, pottery, and manner of works of art all around. In the center of the artwork display was a work of art whose name eludes me. This work of art was a collection of ripped, king sized sheets splattered with motor oil. Contemporary art. Again, I just didn’t get it. I just thought that the sheets needed a good washing.

Maybe I’m just old school! Maybe I just want more of a story … more appreciation.
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Vicki having a bit of ‘sax’ on the street
I had to laugh at myself yesterday morning was I was walking my dog. I thought wouldn’t it be great if life was like that of the archetypal artist, a Bohemian.

A Bohemian is simply an artist or littérateur who, consciously or unconsciously, secedes from conventionality in life and in art.

I could just picture it right now: I’d go out, photograph, come back, muse about art all day, live in a weird house, with weird furniture, incense burning, new age music, and perhaps a lizard or something as a pet.

I’d catch as catch can, worrying only about my artistic endeavors, shunning the human race as ignorant swine who know nothing about living and especially about art. :-)
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Chad being, well … Chad
However, the reality is much more mundane. On the way home, I was thinking: Hmmm, I need to plant some flowers, trim the lawn, wash some clothes, finish my brochure, finish my book, start another book, write a post, go to UPS, bathe the dog, do some slides for my workshop, etc. Those are just the things that I know that I have to do. I haven’t even checked with my wife for the honey-do list!

Ah, the life of a Bohemian … I wonder what it’s like?! ;-)

About the photos: Two of the people from my Next Step workshop, Vicki and Chad. I miss them!

 

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Here is a comment, that I received the other day from a picture on this post.

This picture will be more meaning if there is colour

This comment didn’t bother me, but it did start me to thinking. First, I don’t mind critiques; however, I don’t ask for them. I usually won’t critique anyone else’s artwork because it meant something to them, which is why they posted it. The only thing that my critique would do is to help them adjust the picture to my liking and my vision. Subjective. In critiques there are no absolutes. It’s all about opinion, and you know what they say about opinions: Opinions are like, er, uh a**holes, everyone has one, and they all stink.
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When I post an image, whether it be for documentation purposes, or artistic, I posted it because, well, I liked it. It resonated with me for some reason. Not all of my pictures do. Also, some resonate more than others. So, I take critiques with a grain of salt. Sure, if someone points out some obvious flaw in the picture, like a stick pointing out of someone’s head, or a crooked horizon, I’ll be on the look out for that the next time, but if someone thinks that it would have been better in color, that is his/her opinion and has nothing to do with my thoughts or feelings about the photo. I wouldn’t even consider changing it.

Now, this is not to say that they should not offer their opinion, but only to say that the opinion is just that, an opinion and that it will be taken as such. Each person gathers different meaning based on their own life experiences. I think that the idea of art is to enjoy it, not to critique it. I wonder where critiques first started … probably with the first petroglyph on a cave wall. :-)

Update: I had put in a link to an interesting video, but that link seems to have been moved and I cannot find it. Too bad, it was an interesting film. I have removed the errant link.

 

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Now, I have had some pretty creative … never mind! On to something else: :-)

As I read through various blogs, from time to time, there seems to be a recurring theme: Photographers want to reinvent themselves, or to do something different, something ‘more creative’. I’m not quite sure what that means. However, there are all sorts of advice out there on how to become more creative. One that I’ve seen more frequently of late is to take 36 or 72 pictures in your bathroom, trying to be as creative as possible.

When I went to The Next Step workshop, Craig Tanner had several things that we had to do to try to give our creativity a boost. It was interesting, but I really don’t know if these things are all that helpful in the long term. Perhaps yes, perhaps no. I just don’t know. There was one creativity assignment were we had to break four photographic rules of composition, we had 30 minutes to do it, and we were confined to the hotel parking lot. It was fun, a challenge, but I guess the point was go get you to think, or at least experiment, which is what creativity is about … experimenting.
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However, once you get to a satisfactory place in your art work, why does there always seem to be an anxiousness to want to move on the the next level? What’s wrong with hanging out in a comfort zone for a while before moving on? If you’ve acquired a style that speaks to you, why reinvent yourself? Why lock yourself in the bathroom and try to come up with 36 interesting bathroom shots when you couldn’t care less about these types of shots? Is it worth the effort?

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Sometimes, what works for me is to go around the house and take shots in the evening or morning. I always find such interesting light patterns. Take this photo, for example, I was on the way out the door and happened to notice this beautiful light shining into the room. I delayed my departure long enough to get my camera and take a few pictures. I wasn’t so much worried about the composition, but wanted to capture that light. No experiment, but I just love to photograph what appeals to me, not just something, like faucets, that someone says will make me more creative. When I start to branch out into something else, a natural growth, it usually starts with seeing something that attracts me. After experimenting with the new thing for a while, the creativity, I believe, comes naturally. No matter how many times I take a picture of the faucet, if I’m not interested in it, I won’t become more creative with it.

I’m not so sure that that type of thing works for me. I think that creativity comes to us in the ‘gaps’, the moments of silence when all is still. If we pursue it, it is elusive, if we wait, it comes, perhaps not when we want to, but it comes. I know, it’s very Zen-like, but it’s what I believe.

 

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The turtle story

On Father’s Day, I spent part of my day with a crew of mostly South Carolinians. The day started in Hardee’s where we were regaled by stories about turtles, in particular about processing a dead one, and about the importance of knowing the language when you go to the grocery store, otherwise, you might end up eating cat food instead of the tuna that you intended to buy! :-) After spending about 40 minutes there and waiting for the rest of the gang, we headed over to Singing Oaks Garden to our adventure.

The last time that I was here, I had the pleasure to meet Peg Jeffcoat. She and her husband, Jim, own Singing Oaks Garden, which is where we were taking pictures today. The last time, Jim was recovering from surgery and wasn’t able to make it out to see us. Today, I got to see Peg again and, in true Southern form, we greeted each other with a hug. I told her that since I had met her once, if it was alright with her, I’d prefer a hug, as we are well met and are old friends now. She happily obliged. She’s such a sweet lady and extremely knowledgeable.
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Jim, hybridizing his day lilies

We gathered around to listen to the history of the garden. Peg alluded to the fact that plants are her passion and that she does this purely for the love of doing it. She started out having her own garden, then giving away plants to neighbors and friends, but then had a look at her neighbors’ and friends’ gardens and they looked as good as hers! She decided that she didn’t want to finance their gardens anymore, and thus began the business. It has to be a passion, for sure! She said that she works in the garden cleaning, hybridizing, and basically looking after the plants, every day from about 7:00 AM until dark. That’s about 13 – 14 hours every day!!! Talk about passion.

She also said that when she goes to conventions, you can tell the down and dirty gardeners, like herself, from the bookworms. She says it’s really obvious who has actual knowledge and who just reads. In order to be a gardener, you need to get dirty. That’s it. Boy! Doesn’t that apply to photography as well. You can read as many how to books as you want, but you have to get out and shoot relentlessly to get better. That’s it. Words of wisdom, to be sure.

After she gave her talk and Mike advised us of the dos and don’ts of the garden, we set out to take pictures. I was not so much interested in the flowers as I was the people. So, while everyone took pictures of flowers, I was taking pictures of them taking pictures! :-) Mike was also kind enough to give a brief lesson on what he looks for while photographing.

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Mike drops the knowledge on the group!

While the others took pictures of the flowers, I was spent time quizzing Peg on the finer points of gardening, in particular, how does all of this work?! I learned about stamen, pestles, hybridizing (making new flowers through cross breeding), tilling, fertilizing, bugs, diploids (22 chromosomes), tetraploids (44 chromosomes), buds, seed pods, etc. I finally had to let her continue her work. Sometimes, I ask a lot of questions! :-) She was, of course, quite generous with her knowledge. I was so excited that I wanted to come home and start making my own versions of day lilies!
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Jim takes time to share a bit of knowledge, too

Now, in case you’re wondering if I took any pictures of the flowers, yes, I did take a few. Probably about 24 or so, but mostly I was there to meet the folks! I am finding that I’m developing a macro style that I really like. I like to photograph the edge of the flower where it goes over into the throat of the flower. It makes it look like a waterfall. I find this very appealing.
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Lastly, I don’t know what type of bug this is, but he sure is cool looking!
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I’m giving up on Windoze! I’ve never really liked it much anyway. I don’t know why when I bought my new computer that I bought another PC. Probably because of the initial cost because Macs are a bit more expensive; however, they are nearly trouble free, very secure, have nice designs, and are fun to use.

So, I’m saving my pennies to get one. Hopefully soon I’ll have it. Who knows.

On the weekend, one of my chores is to wash and fold clothes. I have had this job for about 15 years, now. :-) No one else likes to wash clothes and I don’t mind at all. It’s a pretty mindless task that only requires a few minutes of effort every 45 minutes or so. It is, however, very rewarding sometimes. My wife seems to rarely keep money in her purse, preferring instead to keep it in the pockets of her pants and skirts. She doesn’t take the money out before putting the clothes into the hamper. When I go through the pockets, I’m usually looking for change. I’ll shake the pants and skirts, if there’s no jingle, it’s all good. If there is, I take the change out, put it into the change jar, and away I go.

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Today has been a banner day for me. Nearly every load of her clothes that have come out of the washer has money falling out of it!!! I’m rich! I’m about $15 closer to that Mac Pro, baby! Yeah! That’s not including the change!

Now, if I can just keep her from reading this post, I can keep the money in a secret stash. When she asks how I got the money so fast, I’ll tell her that I’ve been very frugal and that I saved a lot! Shhhh! Keep this a secret so that I can get my Mac sooner!

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