I never thought that photographers had such power, like being able to close down streets. To me, photography was never a thing that everything requires precision. I do get visions of scenes I want to see, but not quite to the degree Gregory Crewdson has them. I usually give up on recreating the scene for photography, since I did not think photographers could stage a shot. Then again, my ideas border on surreal, like a hall filled with post clocks, all with different times and in files.
That is one of the reasons why I have a hard time understanding the film; his shots involve a person to invoke a certain feeling. I don't try to invoke a feeling, but seek to preserve a feeling I am having. It is for myself, not for others. Right now, I am trying to convey what this artistic flow I got from watching the film, and rambling a lot, but this is what I think that beauty of an idea causes me. Even now, I do not have a perfect grasp on the functions of my camera, because the flow exists in me prior to holding the camera itself. I do not understand other peoples' flows, so I cannot fully appreciate his photos.
Halfway through the film, I ceased hearing and really paying attention, since I had gone into this artistic phase, so I am too caught up in my own thoughts to continue watching. It's a melancholic feeling, not what I am sensing from Crewdson's work. Sure, dilapidated towns with no one in them has a lonely atmosphere, but is kind of like the flavor of two different ice creams. His have a warm feeling, while my own flow is less sweet and more sad.
I'm not sure how I could make this two pages, but I have tried my best. I think if I were to continue, my comparisons would become more unclear because of my odd comprehension of things as well as the lack of fluency of being able to translate my thoughts into words.
Sunday, May 11, 2014
Thursday, May 8, 2014
Self Portrait
Camera ran out of power, so I used other shots from before. Love the result?
Tuesday, May 6, 2014
MoMA Robert Heineckin
Yeah, I visited the exhibit.
No, I did not find his work all too inspiring; I prefer more modern-day photography techniques.
Of the entire exhibit, there were just too much focused on the female body. Sure, that subject is something interesting towards many males, but art-wise, it lacks substance on its own. That's just my opinion.
Only two pieces caught my attention: One was a small piece high up in a corner, a cat perched with a dove caught in its mouth. I like cats, so that is why. Not a particularly profound reason, I know. The other was a print with two ads side-by-side, one marketing an electronic hunting rifle with target, and a JFK in a rocking chair. That was one of the few I felt intrigue from, being about the JFK shooting.
Essentially, Robert Heineckin might have an exhibit at MoMA, but I do not admire his work.
No, I did not find his work all too inspiring; I prefer more modern-day photography techniques.
Of the entire exhibit, there were just too much focused on the female body. Sure, that subject is something interesting towards many males, but art-wise, it lacks substance on its own. That's just my opinion.
Only two pieces caught my attention: One was a small piece high up in a corner, a cat perched with a dove caught in its mouth. I like cats, so that is why. Not a particularly profound reason, I know. The other was a print with two ads side-by-side, one marketing an electronic hunting rifle with target, and a JFK in a rocking chair. That was one of the few I felt intrigue from, being about the JFK shooting.
Essentially, Robert Heineckin might have an exhibit at MoMA, but I do not admire his work.
Tuesday, April 29, 2014
Painting vs Photography
The Thinker is a sculpture, but that's besides the point.
Modern Day Thinker.
Eerie and Unreal
I am a hard judge of my own work, so I feel that this is about 7/10, and could be creepier.
…Yeah, caffeine is like that…
Tuesday, April 22, 2014
ICP visit
Ok, I may have only gotten one of the visits out of the way, but I still did it.
The first photograph was by Robert Capa. Well, considering the present exhibition was based on his work, I found no other photographers' work on the first floor. It was in the France area, and taken in August 1951. I tend to find photos of people not to my taste, so the photo with a wave crashing was the most interesting of them amongst his works.
The second was by David Benjamin Sherry, called Electric Crimson Mountain. The little rectangle thingy containing information beside it called it a chromogenic print, or something like that. It was a scene with rocks, being highly textured and printed in red. From what I understand, a chromogenic print is… you know how color photo printers at first print either magenta, cyan or yellow at the beginning? It is like that, but omitting the other colors.
The third was by Adam Fuss, was an unnamed piece. It was one of the two splotchy things downstairs; you'd know what I was talking about if you saw it. That plaque thing said it was a 'unique gelatin silver photogram'. Even after Googling what that was, I still have no clue how it was done. That is one of the reasons I was interested in it.
I did not take photos of the specific works, as I thought that would be both not very acceptable in a museum, and also redundant. A photo of a photo.
The first photograph was by Robert Capa. Well, considering the present exhibition was based on his work, I found no other photographers' work on the first floor. It was in the France area, and taken in August 1951. I tend to find photos of people not to my taste, so the photo with a wave crashing was the most interesting of them amongst his works.
The second was by David Benjamin Sherry, called Electric Crimson Mountain. The little rectangle thingy containing information beside it called it a chromogenic print, or something like that. It was a scene with rocks, being highly textured and printed in red. From what I understand, a chromogenic print is… you know how color photo printers at first print either magenta, cyan or yellow at the beginning? It is like that, but omitting the other colors.
The third was by Adam Fuss, was an unnamed piece. It was one of the two splotchy things downstairs; you'd know what I was talking about if you saw it. That plaque thing said it was a 'unique gelatin silver photogram'. Even after Googling what that was, I still have no clue how it was done. That is one of the reasons I was interested in it.
I did not take photos of the specific works, as I thought that would be both not very acceptable in a museum, and also redundant. A photo of a photo.
Monday, March 31, 2014
Panoramas---Rough draft
First, I'd like to apologize for the images not being cropped. It's just out of all the attempts I made, only these two managed to connect, so I spent most of my time trying to make others. Cropped and prettied-up versions may appear in the future.
Thursday, March 27, 2014
Tuesday, March 11, 2014
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