3dogs
Printer Master
- Joined
- May 13, 2012
- Messages
- 1,013
- Reaction score
- 996
- Points
- 263
- Location
- Fern Hill, Australia
- Printer Model
- Epson 3880. Canon Pro 9000,
We get preoccupied with profiling screens, printers and paper, I'm as guilty as anyone so this is NOT a swipe at ANYONE. I am simply floating how I have been thinking on Photography and printing for a while now. Further, we get almost anal about correctly reproducing in every aspect EXACTLY what we saw.
Some spend untold hours and sums of money chasing an ever more elusive perfection. I know 'cos I have been doing it too!
However, the way I personally got into photography in the first place was via drawing then painting with watercolours then back to oil then out of that into screen printing, chasing an elusive quality called "expression" these art forms require, talent, skill, dexterity and hours and hours of painstaking W O R K
I was attracted to capturing in the moment, and then creating from the initial capture, something that retained elements of the thing or place I saw, but expanded on it with a sorta -"what if" and rediscovered the camera.
That brings me back to profiling (in extremis) and faithfully reproducing a facsimile of what I saw.
Just try to be innovative at Camera Club and watch the members squirming and seething at the interloper (image), their work is as faithful as the bared bottom, planted on the photocopier platen and the scan initiated. Like the bottom, no SOUL. no LIFE, not GRUBBY and a bit TATTY, as we in fact are.
That brings me to colour
Couple of years ago I made an image from outside a Pub I frequented as a younger man. When I revisited the Pub had seen better days so the new owner took to it with abandon (colour wise -pink walls and blue window frames). That brought those that had in their spirit some 'abandon' too.
I have spent the evening messing with prints of that image (A3), may of them - Paper 3c a page, ink 1/200th the price of OEM and creativity as the pass-time and almost a years credit in the printing bank as it were as I have actually done little with the 3880 for the last year!
The issue:
In 250 years, when I am near 500 , there is not one single other person alive who is likely to have seen the 'ROSE" when I did, and certainly will not have a faithful memory of the actual colour on the day nore the prevailing light conditions at the very moment I pressed the shutter button?
I invite you indulgence, have your way with the idea, if you have a moment to spare - please!
What of Artistic Expression-Interperatation, where IS its place in our endeavours, and do we let ourselves off the leash as it were - often enough to nourish our own souls?
Some spend untold hours and sums of money chasing an ever more elusive perfection. I know 'cos I have been doing it too!
However, the way I personally got into photography in the first place was via drawing then painting with watercolours then back to oil then out of that into screen printing, chasing an elusive quality called "expression" these art forms require, talent, skill, dexterity and hours and hours of painstaking W O R K
I was attracted to capturing in the moment, and then creating from the initial capture, something that retained elements of the thing or place I saw, but expanded on it with a sorta -"what if" and rediscovered the camera.
That brings me back to profiling (in extremis) and faithfully reproducing a facsimile of what I saw.
Just try to be innovative at Camera Club and watch the members squirming and seething at the interloper (image), their work is as faithful as the bared bottom, planted on the photocopier platen and the scan initiated. Like the bottom, no SOUL. no LIFE, not GRUBBY and a bit TATTY, as we in fact are.
That brings me to colour
Couple of years ago I made an image from outside a Pub I frequented as a younger man. When I revisited the Pub had seen better days so the new owner took to it with abandon (colour wise -pink walls and blue window frames). That brought those that had in their spirit some 'abandon' too.
I have spent the evening messing with prints of that image (A3), may of them - Paper 3c a page, ink 1/200th the price of OEM and creativity as the pass-time and almost a years credit in the printing bank as it were as I have actually done little with the 3880 for the last year!
The issue:
In 250 years, when I am near 500 , there is not one single other person alive who is likely to have seen the 'ROSE" when I did, and certainly will not have a faithful memory of the actual colour on the day nore the prevailing light conditions at the very moment I pressed the shutter button?
I invite you indulgence, have your way with the idea, if you have a moment to spare - please!
What of Artistic Expression-Interperatation, where IS its place in our endeavours, and do we let ourselves off the leash as it were - often enough to nourish our own souls?