I am not blogging much anymore, and why is that? My head is filled with stuff I want to write about, opinions I'd like to share, events that I'd like to mark with a post. Because my very thought processes take the form of personal essays, it is usually, easy enough to get me started. But, these days, even that way of thinking doesn't get me to a keyboard.
|Photo taken my Nine Lam, just before we sat down to eat a big green salad. |
At last, it's time to work on a FOWH video, and he is ready to begin when we are.
|Silver gelatin print from a 1989 negative. All three daughters in Aruba on a rocky beach at sunset.|
I bought a $27 plastic Holga camera (similar to those old plastic Diana cameras no longer made) and shot a roll of 2 1/4 black/white film. Am having trouble even finding someone to process it, so have yet to work with the negatives. My thought was to take this cheap plastic camera to Rome and see what happens in the Forum among the columns, at the Coliseum, beside the Fountain of the Rivers at sunset and in the churches when light streams through high windows. Cheap plastic cameras are notorious both for light leaks and unplanned oddities in the negatives. Will be fun to play with light and shadow and shades of gray again, at the expense of color and without the instant gratification of digital.
Recently read an article recently titled, 'As We Become Cameras' by Matt Hackett. The author speaks of "the era we are in the midst of, with a profusion of cheap, miniature, wearable, networked cameras and screens...' and continues, 'as they become ubiquitous, I doubt we will think of these things as cameras much longer. We hardly think of the tiny quartz wafers inside every integrated circuit as 'clocks,' if we think of them at all. Cameras will become equally invisible facilitators of remote vision...what we do with that power is up to us." With that plastic Holga camera - and in that loaner of a darkroom - I am taking a step back in time and am still making objects, pictures on paper to be put in a frame and hung on the wall. Fancy that.
|Where are the streams of honey bees that should be feasting on nectar here? |
Second season when the bees have not appeared.
|Poultry processing plant in Jilin Province, China, 2005. Why do they wear pink, I wonder, even though that is not |
the most important question to be addressed
|Arresting image of suburban residential growth that butts against the boundary of the Navajo Reservation.|
|Pivot irrigation in Texas Panhandle, using water from Ogallala Aquifer, which is rapidly disappearing. |
Efficient growing, but unsustainable.
Dorinth Doherty's new work, Preserving Eden, comprise photos of seeds in worldwide seed banks or depositories is scary in another way. Preserving seeds in 2016 feels to me a similar undertaking not unlike the monks in the Dark Ages preserving printed materials until the Renaissance when they could be shared and understood as valuable again. And without bees, how on earth (pun intended) will seeds be pollinated? Dorinth writes in a caption next to her photographs, "These images of architecture, technology, and types of collections provide a window on our scientific heritage and our cultural aspirations and fears, which in turn govern what is saved and why."
|Corn Husk (Landrace), 2009, from series Archiving Eden.|
|Amid the lab paraphernalia, see the baby picture holder. What about the generations that follow us? |
Will they have good food to eat? Will be have preserved as much as need?
There was much, much more to see and think about at FotoFest 2016. Thanks to Wendy, Fred and Steven and all the staff for bringing us the evidence.