immitating the greats

Some weird photos

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Some idiot once told me that I needed to take normal photos. As Lorimer Black says to Mr. Hogg in William Boyd’s book Armadillo “define normal.” As soon as someone defines normal to me, I’ll keep on taking these kinds of pictures. Fight the power!

Anyway, these are non-categorizable works of sheer genius. Me and Oscar Wilde — both of us. All we have to declare is our genius.

Feel the radiating genius from following photos:

Ok, yeah, you can actually kinda tell what this is. The moon, from my parent’s back porch.

What, pray tell, could this be?

Back-lit water from a fountain.

Here we have island of the lost baseball trophies:

This is another one of my pale imitations of the greats. Walker Evans would have made this into an icon. Me, yeah, well, hey, not exactly what you would call “iconic.”

I manipulated this one. Here is the original:

One more. Ok, this one isn’t that weird. This is a rotting disintegrated doric column from inside [fill in appropriate curse word here] subway:

About the last picture of the column. Don’t you care about me, New York City? Just when I grow to love you again, you gross me out with the subway.

A break with tradition…

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That is, these are not from my daily load of shots of Grand Central/details on buildings/blurry shots taken from some moving vehicle/people’s feet. These were taken with the Canon AE-1 all manual fun fun fun camera of wonder.

I was going to keep these under wraps until I was ready, but I realized that there are shots I really like and want to share them with people. Or, should I say person. Well, ok, people.

You gotta click on these to get the full effect. They are coming across small. I don’t know why.

Enough with the blah blahs, here is the work:

I was going for an Alfred Stieglitz/Georgia O’Keefe 1930’s in Mexico kind of feel. I loved the shadows in it and the sort of off-ness of the whole composition. Some disagreed, but a friend reminded me that photography is very personal.

Here is a photograph that I think is ok, but a lot of people like:

And the pièce de résistance:

As soon as I saw this tree, I knew this was going to be special. I walked around it and took a scant three shots at an f8 and an f11. I like the small apertures because I like my photos dark. Ok, photography lesson over.

Monoliths or immitating the greats?

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Another altered photo from my post work motor drivin’. Yes, the little square on the photo is the light from the inside of the train. Well, I can’t say I am not immitating someone again. This time its Margaret Bourke-White. You have to click on it because the thumb nail doesn’t really give you the full effect.

My bus trip to Washington DC

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My tributes to great American artists continue. This time, its Jeff Koons. What I am trying to get across is the commercialization of our American cities and the death of individuality. NOT! I liked the sprinkles on the donut and of course I had the camera with me. What else is new?

A picture is worth a thousand words in this case. Here is my arm and my half drank coffee from Dunkin’ Donuts. I snapped this photo after I sat down at another seat, but decided there wasn’t enough space. When I got up, the girl I was sitting next to burst in tears. I’ve made people cry before, but never that quickly.

Here are my fellow travelers. I didn’t take a picture of the girl who cried. Sarcastic, yes, but mean I am not.