Two For The Road...

To make your work stand out in these days when everyone is a photographer, and everything has been done... one must first, make them notice, and then- have them actively engage with your work; that is what any and every photographer strives to somehow achieve. Many will go to extremes of locale, technique or promotion to achieve just that- while most of us settle for compositions that flatter the subject matter at hand or somehow visually entice the viewer's attention, if only for the most fleeting glances of approval. 

Photo: Teju Cole

Writer/photographer Teju Cole has taken a hybrid approach to this artistic dilemma in his latest publication called Blind Spot, readily combining his photographs with various short anecdotes and musings that may or may not be directly related to the image at hand. Some of the photographs are quite good and form a strong bond with their combined "story line;" the photograph sets the pathway for the visual journey, the words help elaborate our levels of appreciation and understanding. Other times, it seems he's granted extra points just for referencing and quoting "the classics" 

While some critics have labeled it a work of "genius," it's definitely more a hit or miss experience for moi. The most compelling combination for this viewer/reader being the photo of a woman with a tattoo of a name and year on the back of her neck- and the tragedy that related her to said date and person halfway across the world. The story behind that image was enough to overcome my initial outrage that the photograph featured the women's neck in deep shadow- blotting out even the slightest vestige of said tattoo! A tell tale sign that his signature strength lies in writing?

Disposing of the evidence? Or just out for cigs?  
 Photo: Mark Steinmetz

Fifteen Miles To K-Ville is the latest book from Mark Steinmetz. There's something about his work that not only attracts my visual curiosity, but also compels me to figure out just what the heck is actually going on- both within and beyond the confines of his photographs. Some have an almost film noir aura to them, a mystery frustratingly hard to put into words- and so they remain an inexplicable hostage of my own personal taste. To be sure, there are other photographs between its covers that are simple visual delights more likely to garner Likes on Instagram (eg- the hearse at the porn emporium)- together they make for a most transformative journey...

Death Of A City

Photo: © S. Banos

The history of Arecibo (my father's birthplace), like the history of Puerto Rico itself, is a sad one. It was a quaint but relatively prosperous town that within the last couple of decades has gone well past the point of decline. Its quaint, Spanish colonial era buildings have literally begun to crumble from increasing neglect and isolation- the reasons not uncommon to those found in many mainland American cities: shopping malls, giant box stores, massive under employment, etc. Add to that... decades of American military, economic and political hegemony enforced by domestic corruption.

Never been to Cuba, but from all appearances, Arecibo seems a capitalist mirror in miniature- although possibly worse. As for the future... yet another symbolic, and very real reminder of what an afterthought this 30 X 100mi island (and its people) remains to this day...

La Tierra

I generally don't make a habit of photographing murals, I just enjoy them for what they are- when they warrant such. But I did take a snap of this one since I liked the graphics, and more importantly- the saying within...

  Photo: © S. Banos

La tierra es de qien la trabaja con sus manos- Zapata.  

Translation: The land belongs to those who work it with their hands.

Trump Matryoshka!

Photo: © S. Banos

Huh? Oh, those little Russian doll thingies, exactly- like in keep peeling the layers, and guess who you're gonna find deep down inside... and it ain't gonna be no babushka! 

Photo: © S. Banos

Gonna be outta town for a week (non-photo work/vacation), don't think either of the above two will happen in that short a time period, but I'm a "hopeful" kinda guy- one who can still remember how even Watergate was a painfully s-l-o-w... process.

Let's Not Forget...

Trump & Co insisted that nuts be allowed to keep and purchase guns.

If You're Not Angry...

What kind of person are you? So asks Ken Loach, whose most recent film I, Daniel Blake presents an aging carpenter hitting on hard times, times that will not be unfamiliar with many working class Americans. It's a small film with no major stars, but it packs an emotional wallop mercifully without the usual Hollywood histrionics. And it does so because the actors are so very, very credible and the story line without contrivance. 

The divisions between classes, socially, economically are ever deepening- and in turn being used against us, and often with our own consent- consciously or not. And those naive enough to think America a classless society are truly unhinged. I, Daniel Blake does not preach, if anything, it's almost documentary in pacing; it depicts the anonymous lives of those struggling to stay head over water, young and old. People we walk amongst every day...

The (Not So) Independent Special Prosecutor

We'll do well to remember that for all his high marks and far reaching powers, Mr. Mueller is not as invulnerable as most have come to believe- particularly when the DOJ... or POTUS himself can shut him down on mere whim!

Street Foto San Francisco 2017

One of the better photo exhibits I've seen in a while in San Francisco is currently at Photoworks.* It features work by Daniel Arnold, Aaron Berger and Troy Holden, replete with a colorful variety of the pleasures and surprises the street can offer. 

I didn't stay long after perusing the work at the official opening; there was many a photographer there and while they all seemed nice enough blokes, I didn't know any of 'em, ain't much of a mingler and all the Leica's strung about their necks and shoulders made me slightly nauseous. So I ambled my way unto the street where soon enough- yet another Leica guy thrust his camera in my face and snapped away... Can't complain too much when karma slaps ya upside the head (with a Leica no less)... OK, so what if I've always secretly kinda lusted for one- fortunately, economics prevented me from becoming the guy I would feel uneasy becoming. 

Tomorrow (if my mouth isn't completely swollen from the dental surgery I'm scheduled for in the afternoon), I'll hit SF Camerawork to catch Blake Andrews and Steven Bollman- won't stay too long for that one either (gotta watch them Dubs in The Finals)- sorry, Blake!

Other good stuff happening at The Harvey Milk Center include lectures by: Don Hudson, Bruce Gilden, Jesse Marlow, etc. 

*In the interest of full disclosure Photoworks has made some great quality prints for me this year in color and B&W- and no, not a paid endorsement...

Losers 2017 Cont...

These are the three losing photos I submitted to the "Best Street Photo" segment of The StreetFoto San Francisco 2017 Contest. Didn't think I'd have much of a chance in this particular segment (kinda reminds me why I don't do Lotto), in fact I had no idea what to even submit, it's such a ridiculously broad category- which I'm betting is judged from a rather narrow spectrum of all that could be considered relevant to this genre. So I ended up submitting three shots that all had a camera in it, even though it was a singles competition with no extra points gained for my chosen "theme."

 

Photo: © S. Banos

 

Photo: © S. Banos

Photo: © S. Banos

Paris Agreement: Reality Check

Is Donald Trump a moronic clown prince of moneyed interests whose only purpose is self aggrandizement and personal enrichment? Sorry, don't know how I got off track so quickly- but here's a little reality check on The Paris Climate Accord...

The Thrill Is Gone

Me and the wife attempted to watch House of Cards last night, it's been a perennial fave. From the opening scene... I knew it was just not gonna be the same- ever. It was fun watching all these years, making believe that a complete sociopath had somehow commandeered his way into the White House. Just think of it!

Now that we live it- not so much...

Camera Covfefe

What!? You bought the very same camera you so vehemently put down just a coupla years ago? I did- and didn't, at least, not quite; that is, I didn't put it down completely. The problem on initial purchase was that I went into it desperately hoping that the Fujifilm XT-1 would be my be all/do all camera. And no, it is not! Far as I'm concerned, B&W remains the sovereign terrain of analog film (with exceptions for B&W digital taken in shade)- digital still retains that unnatural/washed out look in direct sunlight. And my GR remains my everyday camera w/o question.

So what need/hole/purpose does the XT-1 then fill? Well, at the current $800 price tag (down from the original $1,300), it is significantly more alluring- period. And that said- the XT-1 is one of the best looking cameras... ever! I'll never afford the Leica mystique, but the XT-1 is one little gem of a beauty, and something I can currently afford, now that I have a few extra bucks in my pocket- something that has not occurred in a long, long (long) while...

And while all EVF's are basically shit in direct sunlight, my eyes ain't doing all that great with an OVF either, under any light these days- so autofocus compensates. The XT-1's gonna be my official camera covfefe,* my special event/project camera when B&W is not of primary consideration- and even then, I'll still pack my FM. Fujinon glass is topnotch, and even with only 16 megapixels, it renders some really crisp 16in prints (as does the GR), the size of which I've really become enamored of- just big enough, and still hand friendly.

Fujifilm XT-1, 14mm   The Batman: © S. Banos

So I should have just stayed with the XT-1 since the get go, right? Well, I couldn't afford to keep a camera I didn't see a real purpose for, and if I had, I would've never discovered the GR- a camera I continue to have a daily need for...

Bottom line: B&W analog/digital post- hours/days, B&W restorations- days/weeks, color post- 1hr... tops! And right now, I have enough B&W files to edit right into eternity. If I can get viable images in digital color- so be it; one has only so much time.
* as of this writing, this top secret Trumpism has yet to be officially deciphered/declassified