Unique or ... un-skilled?

(This image has NOTHING to do with this post, I just like it; it's of friend and colleague Cherie Renae in Kauai, posted here 'cause it's purty to look at! And please note: she's very skilled!)

It's sad, but I suppose it has ever been and always will be the case ...

I viewed a number of websites today, of supposedly "hot" photographers recommended by various and sundry on-line sources. Like most dedicated amateurs and my professional peers, I love looking at other photographer's works. It often inspires me, it calls me to learn, to stretch, to grow, and to become more than I am now. And there are many fine and talented artists in my chosen medium and profession. Yet in these specific photographers I viewed today, I was very, very disappointed.

The text for all these sites explained in various words and phrases that they aren't "stuffy" and don't require their subjects to be stiffly posed while someone adjusts lights and drops and props forever in a dark room somewhere (like ... other ... photographers). These photographers say they, unlike ... other photographers ... present "real" people and "real" moments in"real" places. And that they can do it anywhere, unlike other photographers.

It's a bit of an over-the-top condemnation of so many of my peers, but I always want to see what a photographer can do with that camera before judging their skills and abilities. There's the old line, it ain't braggin' if you can do it. And some can!

In the picture galleries these photographers showed I could not detect any consistant knowledge of light and it's effect on the photographic image past the concept of getting enough quantity of light into the camera for a basic "exposure". Um, Houston, we have a problem here ...

The camera only captures the color and quantities of light that enters and is focused by the lens. Cameras do not have a "substance detector" circuit or chip. In reality, light IS the image! Those "real" ... things ... out there, that we point our cameras at, do NOT exist to the camera! To it, there is only ... light. To a camera, there is no reality, no substance, no solidity ... only light. The understanding of this basic fact is the FIRST step to understanding the craft of the photographic image. And a constant stumbling block for those of us who always think we have this mastered!

The majority of the images shown in these sites were of people who were "flat", almost like poorly-drawn cartoon characters, with no dimension, no depth, no substance. Sometimes the expressions were animated, sometimes there was movement shown, but often, even the expressions were as flat as the cartoon characters they inhabited. The eyes were quite commonly dark-shadowed holes in the faces of the subjects, especially in the little ones whose eyes should show us the wonder of the world around us. One face of an image would be so bright there was little if any detail left in the skin, yet another person's face was shadowed so darkly I couldn't see the expression.

And I still clearly saw people uncomfortable to be in front of a camera. For all the photographers' expressed intention at letting their subjects be "natural", they still had their fair share of subjects for whom this was clearly NOT natural.

In the midst of these galleries were a very precious few images with beauty and grace, with subjects that were properly placed with regard to each other and the light falling upon the scene. Some few images that I enjoyed seeing and in which all the people have substance and depth, the photographic illusion of reality. But these few beautiful images are clearly and only simple accidents of nature for the photographers whose sites I visited today, and not the display of an artist's craft.

But this to me, is worse: they all chose to denigrate those photographers who have the knowledge and skill to do the rest of the job. The majority of the jobs, tasks, and skills of being a people-photographer, in fact. The numerous parts of the job these photographers are either unaware of or (perhaps) unwilling to learn.

And I was left with this most amazing impression: these photographers are PROUD of this!

Occasionally ignorance is bliss. Most of the time it's just ignorance. The combination of pride and and ignorance is most often just ... sad.

Capturing "real" moments is a necessary part of the professional's craft, but only one of several necessary parts! No matter how you try and spin it, ANY moment captured as part of a photographic session is a created moment. A skilled and experienced professional not only can help the subjects to create those moments any time and any place, but also knows how to light and sculpt that moment for the camera so that your eye is captured by the resultant image and will enjoy studying that image for many years to come. Any time, any place.

Are there boring techno-geek photographers out there? Yes, of course ... just like there are un-skilled picture snappers who are proud of their ignorance. And as we are always simply humans, no more nor no less, we will always have them among us.

But walking and working among us are those whose images make me cry, laugh, and sing at the same time ... and whose craft and spirit drive me to be better than what I am now. To serve my clients and my fellow humans with every bit of wisdom, craft, and shred of humanity I may possess. And to challenge my self and my peers to become what we CAN become, both for our own best develpment and for the service we will then provide to our clients.

Learning and growing is always hard work and often humbling. We stumble continually into our own inadequacies and are forced to learn and to grow to show that we ARE the stuff of stars and not just a lump of useless clay. We aren't just a lump of clay, we can be ... and can become ... worthy of those who show the way. And worthy of those who need the images of their loved ones that we can provide.

And along that way, the path of LIFE, are those moments of shining brilliance that make LIFE worth the living and the sweat and the terrors and the tears. Settling for less in our selves is unworthy and demeaning. Let's get on with it!

It's all work, it's all play

My copy of Robert Frost's book of poetry, "The Road Not Taken", has a worn and tattered dust-jacket. It bears the honorable scars of many years of use, the transportation dings through several moves, and the over-eagerness of my children's young hands. And yet, as many times as I've read through it, I never feel I've read through it nearly enough.

One of many favorites is the poem "Two tramps in mud time". There are many joys to be found in this piece of nine verses of eight lines each ... typically "Frostian" with it's pithy observations on people and life. It also ends with one of my favorite quotes of all time:

"But yield who will to their separation,
My object in living is to unite
My avocation and my vocation
As my two eyes make one in sight.
Only where love and need are one,
And the work is play for mortal stakes,
Is the deed ever really done
For Heaven and the future's sakes."

I capture more words these days (in my professional work) than I capture images, and in those words I need to convey knowledge, insight, and the joy of life and learning. In many ways the writing is not so different from what I do when I work with a camera. But through all my labors, either written with the keyboard or in the images I create, I try to keep Frost's object in living first and foremost.

rNeil

A mentor's joy ...

I teach and mentor others in photography, both professionals and devoted amateurs. I love doing it. But there are those moments when it becomes more, when it really becomes a special honor and a privilege. I had the occasion to write a note to a young student today, and thought I'd post it here also.

It starts out written to both the mother and her daughter. The mother has a tremendous voice, an instrument of rare power, beauty, emotion, and altitude. It is a very finely trained voice, quite capable of performing in the non-miked world of the opera stage. She's also quite a pianist, and plays for ballet and dance rehearsals ... which boggles my mind as you often do that while reading orchestral scores ... and the twenty lines of music are in different cleffs and keys ... and she sight-reads them at times! I sing and play several instruments, but this is so beyond me!

The daughter is a dancer and a photographer besides her high-school studies, and she currently lists those activities as her two passions. I've had the joy of reviewing her work this week, and will be doing more over time on the MyPhotoMentor.com website. And so, here is my email to the young lady and her mother:

To the both of you:

Part of my job 'round here is to be encouraging to about anyone. Thankfully, so far everyone here has enough internal eye to be well worth working with anyway. And when, eventually, we get some that don't have such a fine natural eye, I'll still be delighted to help them find their way in choosing and using their best subject matter.

Your daughter is NOT like anybody else, however! Talking directly to the young lady now, you can see better than many pros. You don't have the experience yet to discern the best angles all the time, and your subject placement is occasionally static. You don't even know yet how to trust your inner senses. A good share of the time you won't even hear your best inner senses through all the other gobbledegook going on in your brain. You are just starting, and these impediments are unavoidable for your skill and experience level.

Experience DOES matter, and diligence to your craft. Your ma knows this ever so well in her music, and I know has worked with you on this too. It doesn't make any difference how wonderful you are with a brush, if you don't know how to mix to get the precise shade and sheen of paints you need, you aren't going to make your painting a masterpiece. If you don't have your individual ballet elements drilled to perfection, your dance will not be what it could and therefore SHOULD be.

But some people see and hear things and feel things that others just can't ... not in the same way. It's the native sense of a blues guitarist who just holds his notes that tiniest titch out of rhythm as he slides around the pitch ... that is more interesting than any other "merely" talented guitarist. It is the interesting ideosyncracies of one finely-trained voice that make it more interesting than another, more "perfect" voice.

You can't train for those things ... you train for skills and capability, but the difference between the merely tremendously skilled and the artist is both subtle and vast. And intrinsic to the particular human.

Miriam had that ... difference ... about her, when I started her out in the studio all those years ago. I could see it lurking in the background of her images. She wanted shortcuts and I gave back general instructions here, detailed demands there. Ticked her off royal as I wouldn't give her the shortcuts that she wanted. But it was what she needed to develop the confidence and awareness of her own eye, not just to learn "the proper way to shoot X".

When Cherie's daughter was graduating from college, Miriam went to South Carolina with her for the graduation. Strolling through the streets of Charleston, Cherie couldn't believe Miriam wasn't snapping away at the beautiful and unique homes and flora they passed. Miriam gave her the camera, and Cherie came back with a couple images from the first moments she'd ever held a professional camera that many of my technically wonderful professional peers will never match.

I really ticked her off too, after she returned, when we went out shooting together. She wanted me to tell her where to point the camera for a good shot ... and I blankly refused. Cherie knew I'd done it often for students and friends, and thought me quite mean for withholding my advice. But I will NEVER do that to someone who has such a strong native eye of their own. I would NEVER interfere with such a personal element of their own talent.

And I would NEVER tell you where to point that camera! I'm not saying you should be a professional anymore than I could tell someone they "should" be an opera singer ... but you can't help but be an artist when you work with a camera. It's just there, inside you, waiting to spill out. You need practice, you need guidance, you need failures, you need skills. At times, you just need to be ignored so you will go off and do your own thing. And through it all, you need the encouragement from without and determination from within to become what you can be.

And I am thrilled beyond belief to get a chance to play a role in your development!

Wow, what a week!

I didn't do any photography this week, not even any post-processing on the computer. But it was fast and furious and I am exhausted with working at learning! I know I mention this quite often. But it seems that learning is at least two-thirds of my workload each week.

The new programs like Adobe's Lightroom (a type of program that didn't even exist just a couple years ago) can do amazing things but also can take amazing time to learn. Especially to get past all wonderful words about the glorious things they can do to find the words that explain how to do all these glorious things quickly and effectively.

That is the hardest part ... finding where someone has created actual instructions on the details of how to accomplish the marvelous end result, and without those frustrating skipped steps. What do I mean by "skipped steps"? The steps that "everybody" knows that you should do at this point ... and so do not write down or mention.

For an example that was (in it's day) legendary, I'll go to Photoshop ... about version 3 or 4. The program was still fairly new, and as most professional photographers still shot film, not many people other than graphic designers had used the program. I think they were the Photoshop Cognoscenti of the time, they just ... knew ... how it worked. Then we professional photographers started shooting in digital capture, and really needed to work our files in Photoshop.

We were not the Cognoscenti, the Initiated Ones. And at the time, there were relatively few books on doing anything in Photoshop. So we all went to the manual, to find how to do anything, and (near universally) shared this first experience. Taking manual in hand: "First I do this ... uh-huh ... now this ... right ... now ... oh wow, that is cool ... now the next step is ... WAIT! They say "do this" but all my options are grayed-out, and ... hey! ... they don't show the "crawly ants" around the image window anymore. My Photoshop won't allow me to do ANYTHING and ... how do you get rid of the crawly ants?"

As it turned out, after making a "selection" (which was shown by the "crawly ants" around the image) you needed to click outside the image but inside the image window, on the "canvas", as it was called, before Photoshop would recognize you wanted to move on, say, to do something with that selection. And nowhere in the Adobe manual nor in most other books on Photoshop in print at the time was that step ever mentioned.

That one little skipped step stopped hundreds of photographers for days each until they could find someone who knew enough to tell them what the problem was. I even managed to "click" in the appropriate area once (entirely accidentally), and didn't realize what it was I'd done ... so I couldn't replicate the feat. But finally I found someone who, in a very irritated voice at being asked about such a trivial and obvious matter ... said "You click on the canvas, dummy! How else is the program supposed to know you are done making your selection?"

Um, -- I didn't know Photoshop needed to know anything about what I was thinking ... silly me! Over the years, I've found that at times I've been not so sweet myself at helping others with the trivial or obvious, but as I catch myself at it, I have been working hard at being gentle and helpful. There are still so many things I don't find trivial or obvious!

I am so appreciative of the complete instructions, the patient tutor, the well-written details. I am working hard at learning to be as complete, patient, and well-written as I want of those around me.

What's "Real" and what's merely "posed"?

Common questions, for a portraitist ... what is "Real" as opposed to only "posed"? Or put another way, True against Fake, perhaps. If an artist poses someone, is "Truth" lost? Compared to if the artist just ... well, sort of found that someone there, I suppose? I have heard and read any number of intellectual arguments on this subject over the years. You might guess my predilections, but bear with me anyway!

Take a good-sized family, for instance. How do you get say, ten people from 2 to 50+ in age in a space so that a camera can capture all of them, sharply, and with their faces visible without at least a modicum of posing? Take this family specifically, photographed on the Oregon beaches we love to visit.

Does this look "fake"? Is there something basically "untruthful" about it? Is it "wrong"? Are these people only a poor representatin of the photographer's limited imagination? I haven't had a single reaction to this image expressing the above comments or feelings. And yet, within the context of the arguments mentioned in the first paragraph, they certainly ... from one point of view ... must be the case. For most certainly, I posed them ... at least, to begin with. And gave them a few rules ... especially, limits as to what the adults could tell or request of the little ones. They were also told they were allowed to have fun.

They ... to themselves ... are thoroughly "True" to their normal selves in this image. The aunt and niece teasing and wrestling, the couple close to each other and laughing with the rest of the family, the dad enjoying the little ones discovering this brave new world, and the grandma in-between her kids and grandkids. To this family, this is their reality, as they see themselves.

Okay, how about trying a little more "formal" posing situation, a very formal situation in fact, the artists studio? Here are Kevin Skiles and Jackie Dickey, married these many years, companion artists in song and opera, parents, best friends, peers.

Well, it certainly is a situation set-up in a studio, totally created by the photographer, me. I put her on the stool, and him behind with his arms around, and let them be a couple minutes. We talked. They enjoyed each other's presence. And then, I captured this.

They both feel this image embodies the soul and the essence of their relationship. She is his rock, all strength and beauty, and he is her surrounding, all faith and hope.

Are these images both "Posed"? Yes, within limits ... and because of that posing, they are truth. That is what the artist is for, why the artist is necessary. We see the way to truth through the tools of our various media. That's what an artist does. We make choices in order to present the truth we feel in a way that can be seen. And "push-posh" to the question of real or fake!

Do you LOVE what you do?

I had one of those thrilling moments yesterday, where I looked at an image I'd made last year and saw something new in it ... and so, I went back into Lightroom and played with it, using the "Virtual Copy" feature of LR, where I didn't alter the original. When I was done, and looked at the image I'd re-created, I realized I had also solved the puzzle of what to do with another image from the same shoot that I'd always known I wasn't finished with yet ... somehow.


It made for a joyful evening for me, and the reception of the few who've seen them, including the young woman who was the subject in both, are a delight for me also.

The first image, the one you see as a closeup of her face, was originally a vertical of her leaning against a pillar, and you still see part of her hand in this image. But I most loved the soft curving line of her jaw, and the mouth and lips. By the time I'd cropped in to the parts that seemed most beautiful for me, I knew I wanted to emphasis the lips even more, and so took the image to b/w except for carefully altering the color and increasing the saturation of the lips. I look at it now like a new image, and ... I love it.


The other, in the alleyway, I've loved for the angles and the thrust of her torso and head to the camera. With a bit of the same ideas (though applied very differently here) I desaturated the left side, bottom right, and top right, while also darkening them and lowering the contrast within those areas, and then modified the color of the lips and increased the saturation of that red. Now that image is what somehow it always needed to be in my mind.

The joys of creation anew!

What we choose matters ...

What we choose matters. You may have heard the phrase, "I don't choose to participate in the recession", or something like it. Does that mean that one can arrogantly manage to think their way out of the real world around them?

No, of course not ... but yes, it does. No ... because it is not arrogant thinking, it is positive thinking. And yes ... because the heart of any era is the emotional angst or joy of it. To maintain a positive, forwardly-active life and mental outlook we always have to choose to be outside our era. We must choose not to be bound by the physical boundaries and barriers, nor the phrenetic calls and cries of those who allow their psyche to be pushed by the emotions of the great "out there".

What we choose is really what defines what we are. Far more than our skin, height, weight, country of origin, or even our family. Our outsides are not that important, in any grand or little scheme of things. Our insides, our mental outlook and our heart, well, they really are all that matters.

Choose wisely, and you will find nuggets of wonder in any time or place. If you've read the personal acounts by survivors of the Holocaust, you should recall that through all the pain and horror, they still saw moments of wonder in the lives of those around them. Our time and place are a picnic on the beach compared to theirs!

Choose poorly, and you will never find a wonder no matter how many stars shine around you. And as I look out at the sun streaming down, the beautiful clouds passing overhead, the birds building their spring nests, and think of all the amazing humans I keep meeting day by day, I continually see more wonders to enjoy, and be uplifted by.