Go away, both of you

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Apartment building, grey sky, naked trees, view over fjord and island in the distance.

Sure the subject matter is close to heart and all. And one of it I don’t think is terrible. But really, I can’t stand these two photographs.

Perhaps what I dislike the most about them is how they represent if not my greatest flaw when it comes to getting things done, then certainly one on the top–10 list; the tendency to postpone whatever it is I should be doing while waiting for some pieces of my puzzle to fall into place. That is, perceived better pieces and a different kind of puzzle. Someone elses even. More often than not related to equipment, a better camera or optics that can do this or that. Instead of carrying on with what I should be doing, photographing.

Or it’s the fact that they’re twelve years old now and looking at them somehow emphasizes how little has happened in those twelve years. Not that it’s entirely true but then it is, on some levels.

I guess the two were a not–unlikely intro to photographs that came later, but with all the waiting for stuff to fall into places it took a bloody long time before that particular later happened.

So go on, get out of here. Can’t stand the sight of you.

More of the same, only different, but not much.


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If there was a scale and it tried to describe ways of moving between one place and another and on one end there was elegance, that’s about where the sailboat would fit. In the middle there might be something representing neutrality and way out on the other end we would find the cruise ship.

This was a subjective observation from someone who has yet to set his foot on one.

I’ve never been good at goodbyes

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I’ve never been good at goodbyes

Even if I still do, occasionally, it doesn’t make much sense bringing the Fuji anywhere anymore. It may work half–ok–ish, for a while, but more likely it won’t. The procedure goes something like this:

  • Fuji doesn’t respond to dials or
  • focus or
  • respond to eye sensor
  • etc.

Then it’s time to:

  • Turn Fuji off
  • Remove battery
  • Put it back in
  • Close battery lid
  • Power on

and then it may come back to its usual self, for a moment or two. And it may not. Even when it does it won’t last for long.

We had a good run together. That was a pun because in fact we had plenty. But bloody hell I miss it.

If only it was failing like that other camera, from the previous post, ..

Spring cleaning

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Spring cleaning

I should be selling my own photography equipment but this time it’s my daughter’s camera that’s on its way to the local classfieds site. Or the auction site, depending on where it’s likely to fetch a good price.

First I had to make sure everything works as it should so I took it to the local mountain. Looks promising.

By the way, the 30mm Sigma is quite alright and won’t go with it. Oh, and april has no colours.

Path and trees in black and white.

Landscape in april greys. With a long normal or short tele, depending.

The squares

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Parts of two apartment buildings, view of hills and water between them.

..the squares are the ones from New Landscapes that resonate nowadays—long before that it was the squares from the square camera that,.. well—wanted to resonate but never quite got there.

Still staring at old photographs. These from 2006, made with good help from the Voigtlander Perkeo II.

Nevermind the dust, thank you! There is a re–make of this one btw, here, one I seem to prefer.

Who can resist a good apartment building with naked winter trees in front of it?

That little camera has plenty of good qualities, accurate framing not being one of them.

Well, trees and apartment buildings.. Variation on a theme.

Speaking of the Perkeo. How lovely it would be to be able to find a replacement bellows for it. Or better yet, a DIY repair solution. On to the search engine then, I feel it’s been sitting in a drawer for long enough now.

Not to be seduced

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That’s not to say that working in clear–cuts has been easy. So much effort has had to go to trying not to do certain things. Not to use the sky, on those rare occasions when there is one here in the Northwest, to rescue the land. Not to be seduced into celebrating the power of men and machines, which can have a Satanic beauty and heroism about it. And not to aestheticize the carnage.

Robert Adams, Along Some Rivers


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From the archives
Lorry, house, tarmac, light pole.

Looking at this set of photos. As an exercise in how to choose a subject, which ones to walk past, what angles to consider photographing from, distance, height. That sort..

They’re from almost a decade ago, the photographs, taken with a wide angle zoom that can’t be moved (as in up or down or sideways), probably with the lens taped to a fixed focal length. I deleted a few photos from the set, prematurely, in hindsight I should have kept them, as part of the study. Not that there aren’t plenty of Move on, nothing to see here frames left.

It’s hard to put my finger on what excactly I feel I’m gaining from revisiting old sets like this. Sure it’s possible to have an objective (as far as that goes which isn’t very far) look at the photos, the where and how and such, but perhaps it’s mostly about the shifted perspective, in the time passed between then and now.

One thing I vaguely do recall from the time is thinking this is something, while somehow knowing that it wasn’t. The photographs I mean. Looking at them now I do see a couple that are ok. And quite a few worthy of walking past. Don’t care much for the editing though, but that can be fixed. Could be fixed.