A good morning to you—
As I continue to sift and sort through vast drifts of paper with Linda the Organizer, I'm coming across thousands of things that I'd forgotten. For your delectation this morning, two quotations from among many I'd written down and then forgotten about, plucked from the heaps:
...Amateur work has its own special charm. Freed from the commercial necessities which fetter the professional, the amateur need have nothing but the principles of art for guidance. In this delicious liberty he may well be, and is, envied by those who must yield something to the whim of the buyer....
—Alexander Black, The Amateur Photographer, 1887
(Today we would write "he or she," of course. We forgive Mr. Black.)
If it is practiced by a man [or woman!] of taste the photograph will have the appearance of art, but the photographer must intervene as little as possible, so as not to lose the objective charm which it naturally possesses.... Photography should register and give us documents.
—Henri Matisse
Hmmph. Painters.
I've finally got a hard date for moving day—the truck comes for the big pieces of furniture a week from today. I went over to the new house last night, and parked in the garage for the first time, and just wandered around with half the lights off trying to visualize where things are going to go. I have a few antiques from my grandparents' and great-grandparents' houses, and I’ve always tended to place them prominently in places I've lived, thinking visitors would like to see them. Or maybe trying to show off. But last night I just figured the hell with it, I’m the one who enjoys them, so I’m just going to put them in the bedroom. Where, turns out, they’re going to fit perfectly. One more problem solved.
Then I wandered around the new office space, clapping my hands and listening intently. Tracking slap echo, to help me find the best location for the stereo, which in turn will dictate the placement of the desk. I think it's going to be a nice space for sound—which is important, as sometimes I think writing is something I do so I can sit and listen to music all day. (Check out "Blackwater" by Rain Tree Crow for a sound-quality reference. I'd forgotten how good that recording is.)
Have a great Wednesday, wherever your Wednesday takes you.
Mike
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Alexander Black's words coincide entirely with my viewpoints. Can't say the same about Henri Matisse's, though.
It is true that the amateur enjoys more freedom than a professional: he (or she) can shoot whatever he wants, whenever he feels like, whichever way he wants to. He can even refrain from photographing a certain subject and end his photographic sessions earlier if he doesn't want to photograph anymore. This is what I call 'freedom.' The border is somewhat attenuated when the employer allows free rein to the photographers' creativity, but these cases are scarce.
Matisse's statement raises other kinds of thoughts: it looks like he wanted to draw a very clear line between two visual arts: on one side there'd be painting, in which the highest levels of abstraction are allowed, on the other photography, tethered to reality and doomed to be a description of actual subjects that might eventually resemble something vaguely looking like a work of art. Fortunately, history showed him wrong. A photograph can be as abstract as a painting, even if it is anchored to reality. And photography is abstract by nature: a photograph expresses the way someone saw something. All claims to objectivity are thus damned to fail. (Of course, at this level we're putting aside 'selfies' and the snapshots of their meals some people like to share on Facebook, which are irrelevant to this debate.)
Posted by: Manuel | Wednesday, 27 August 2014 at 06:03 AM
If you are like Sheldon on the Big Bang Theory you also need to consider drafts and glare on your screen as well as the acoustics before you zero in on "your Spot".
[There are many people I'm like but I would guess Sheldon is not one of them! LOL --Mike]
Posted by: Bob | Wednesday, 27 August 2014 at 06:34 AM
......Mike....you want a lovely beautiful recording to go with your
morning joe? Check out "Someday My Prince Will Come" by
the Stanley Clark Trio.
[Own it! Digitally and also on vinyl. Actually that's a favorite album. Good choice.
I heard somewhere that that was the first time Stanley ever went on a record playing acoustic bass. Can't remember where I heard it, though. --Mike]
Posted by: Dana | Wednesday, 27 August 2014 at 09:37 AM
Mike Johnston said: "I have a few antiques from my grandparents' and great-grandparents' houses, and I’ve always tended to place them prominently in places I've lived, thinking visitors would like to see them."
What? No Wampum from the Plymouth Colony?? ;-)
Knowing you I suspect that besides deciding on where to place the speakers you will also strategically modifiy the sound characteristics of the room by strategically placing furniture to act as sound reflectors and absorbers. Be careful when someone visits and unknowingly moves a chair...it will mess it all up!
[I know you mean this jokingly Steve, but actually I'm not a very "anal" (the common term--I think "obsessive-compulsive" is better) about my stereo rigs. I'm more Rube-Goldberg in my approach--keep tinkering till it sounds right and whatever the heck it looks like, go with it—and once it sounds right, leave it alone for a while. So my stereos tend not to be showpieces or anything that would impress fellow audiophiles.
And as my brother Scott used to say, I kind of look forward to moving into a new room, because it'll let me get to know my speakers all over again. (Unfortunately this often leads to new [old] speakers, since the room and the speakers work symbiotically. But that's a gradual process as you get to know the room.) --Mike]
Posted by: Steve Rosenblum | Wednesday, 27 August 2014 at 11:26 AM
Mike, what a luxury it is to listen to what you like while you work!
I'm retired, but when I did work, my partner (business) and I used to listen to "blah" radio! Neither one of us would ever admit to what our taste in music was, assuming we had one! And when Al would hum something, he was alway way off key!
When he was occasionally out for the day, I'd put on talk radio,- NPR, and that didn't work as I couldn't concentrate.
And I am enjoying this morning coffee thing! I hope you keep it going.
[I'd like to Fred but I need to get into a better habit. Too often I find myself late at night with nothing done, and too tired to think. I need to write them first thing in the morning or something. I'll keep trying. --Mike]
Posted by: Fred Haynes | Wednesday, 27 August 2014 at 11:47 AM
I'm a big fan of David Sylvian's work, I often listen to Rain Tree Crow and was pleased that you know it.
Posted by: Marc Gibeault | Wednesday, 27 August 2014 at 03:03 PM
Noo! Death to "he or she"! Long live "singular they"!
Posted by: Frank | Wednesday, 27 August 2014 at 03:44 PM
Sounds like Matisse thought of photographs as "documents with charm." I dunno about you, but that sounds like a big fat paycheck to me. :)
Posted by: darr | Wednesday, 27 August 2014 at 05:51 PM
Like Bob above your post made me think of Sheldon; e.g. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1zIY6DQSlbY
FWIW I found Matisse's comment quite generous, and suggestive of someone truly zen with the creative process. Normally people are not so clear sighted about competing fields. Then again, he's a personal hero, so I've got rose-colored lenses on.
(and finally, belatedly, sincerest congratulations regarding the new homestead. I'm pleased for you and echo those few people who want to figure out token natural light in your man-cave.)
[That Sheldon video IS very funny. I'd never seen it. --Mike]
Posted by: Timo | Wednesday, 27 August 2014 at 07:15 PM
Don't worry about the acoustics Mike, you can just stick carpet covered with egg cartons on the walls...
Posted by: Michael Bearman | Wednesday, 27 August 2014 at 08:11 PM
Rain Tree Crow! I haven't listened to that since... well, since whenever it came out. Blackwater is the one song I remember. I'll have to dig it out and give it a listen because I was just looking for reference tracks...
Posted by: Jonas Yip | Wednesday, 27 August 2014 at 10:14 PM
Sorry for being off-topic, but I stumbled upon this from view mixed and I thought these were so entertaining that I just had to share.
If you publish this I would warn the readers not to take a sip of coffee before viewing these.
29 Prom pictures that well, um....:
http://viewmixed.com/12348/12348/1#_/exjun_
Posted by: Cmans | Wednesday, 27 August 2014 at 11:15 PM
Desk first, stereo second, if you're going to print photographs as well as write. Gotta keep reflections off the screen.
Posted by: Kirk Thompson | Wednesday, 27 August 2014 at 11:59 PM
"Amateur" as a description has certainly become an insulting characterization over the years.
Posted by: Tom Duffy | Thursday, 28 August 2014 at 12:11 PM
So foolish question, but I yam what I yam. What are you listening for with your clapping test? I'm a bit of a headphone addict, mostly in the office, and then not wanting to bother the wife at home. She's supportive of trying to assemble a decent audiophilish setup though, and I'll take all the help I can get. ;)
Posted by: Subdood | Thursday, 28 August 2014 at 06:48 PM
I think I agree with Matisse, god save us from photoshopped to death amateur photographers.
Posted by: Phil Martin | Friday, 29 August 2014 at 03:07 AM