TOP's off tomorrow, but I've been trying (?) to leave you with something to do on Saturdays, as if you had more time on Saturday than any other day. Which might not be true. Saturday was my favorite day of the week when I was a kid—my long, lazy, "free" day—and I can't shake the old mindsets.
So here's Sally Mann on Charlie Rose. I haven't watched the whole thing myself yet (I'm kind of allergic to videos—they move along so slowly)—but the first third was promising.
Let us know what you think.
Several readers wrote to suggest this. (Thanks.)
Also, I bought a copy of Hold Still: A Memoir with Photographs, and it looks like it might be really good, but I was cleaning the house and promptly lost it somewhere. I "put it away." No idea where. (If I get any more "organized"....)
Have a great Saturday!
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Featured Comments from:
Bill Mitchell: "My comments on Amazon:
"Sally Mann is one of our greatest living photographers, but this is not a book about photography. Instead, it is about her relation to art, and her family, and how her attitude has been integrated by her background and 'upbringing,' (as we say in The South).
"It is a great pleasure, almost a privilege to read—the quality of the writing is superb—but it is complex and not an easy read. In fact, the writing is so well-constructed and dense that it took me several days to finish, as I was unable to read and digest more than a few pages at a time without putting it aside and detouring to less demanding and more entertaining material, (i.e., TV, or a good murder mystery).
"I rate it as a 4 rather than a 5 only because of the dozens (hundreds?) of photographs, (mostly family snapshots,) poorly reproduced by being printed on the same paper as the text. I often found it necessary to use my big Sherlock Holmes magnifying glass to appreciate their content and relation to her text. It is a superb book. I bet she'll get the Pulitzer for Autobiography."
David in Sydney: "OK Mike, 'I'm kind of allergic to videos—they move along so slowly' begs the question how long you look at photographs for."
Mike replies: Up to 45 years at least, in the case of certain family photographs, posters, and Civil War photographs I studied as a boy. Years ago I had an egg timer and I would "read" photographic books by looking at each spread for three minutes before turning the page. When I lived in D.C. I would return to exhibits to "visit" favorite photographs again and again, and sometimes I would return to museum exhibits as many as five times. I have photobooks I have studied dozens of times. When I was in school I spent hundreds of hours at the Library of Congress Prints and Photographs Division looking at original portfolios. Finally I would often settle down for bed at night with a stack of my own workprints, and go through them slowly to see what new I could discover. I also have an uncommonly good memory for still photographs--I can remember specific pictures I saw in exhibits thirty years ago, and specific photographs taken by classmates in school in the '80s.