FilmÂmakÂer Tim Sessler got a litÂtle bored on his flight from San FranÂcisÂco to Salt Lake City, to PhiladelÂphia. He says: “After readÂing through the in-flight magÂaÂzine, the Sky Mall and the airÂplane secuÂriÂty details from front to back, upside down and backÂwards, I felt it was the right moment to pull out my camÂera” and start takÂing aerÂiÂal footage of the cross-counÂtry voyÂage. The camÂera? It’s a Canon 5d mk3 with a 24–105mm and Nikon 50mm 1.2 lens (Tim tells us). The chalÂlenge? To keep the camÂera staÂble, using his knee, the seat, the winÂdow, etc., “while avoidÂing any vibraÂtion that would creÂate some nasty rolling-shutÂter-wobÂble.” A good deal more staÂbiÂlizaÂtion took place in post-proÂducÂtion. When you’re done watchÂing Drift, you can check out Sessler’s priÂor attempt at shootÂing aerÂiÂal art here.
AmerÂiÂcans venÂerÂate the work of Ansel Adams but tend to get overÂexÂposed to the usuÂal Adams prints in denÂtists’ waitÂing rooms, corÂpoÂrate offices, and othÂer anesÂthetÂic spaces. At least that’s been my expeÂriÂence. It’s easy to forÂget how much Adams’ work vitalÂly defined the 20th cenÂtuÂry perÂcepÂtion of the AmerÂiÂcan West, as much as FredÂerÂic RemÂingÂton’s defined that of the 19th.
WednesÂday, in honÂor of what would have been Adams 111th birthÂday, we postÂed a fasÂciÂnatÂing 1958 docÂuÂmenÂtary to reinÂtroÂduce you to the Adams you may have thought you knew—“musician, mounÂtaineer, writer, teacher, phoÂtogÂraÂphÂer.” In the midst of redisÂcovÂerÂing Adams ourÂselves, we stumÂbled upon an incredÂiÂble trove of images at the NationÂal Archives—226, to be exact—taken at the behest of the NationÂal Park SerÂvice in 1941.
The purÂpose was to creÂate a phoÂto murÂal for the DepartÂment of the InteÂriÂor BuildÂing in WashÂingÂton, DC with the theme “nature as exemÂpliÂfied and proÂtectÂed in the U.S. NationÂal Parks.” While WWII put a stop to the project, the phoÂto archive Adams left behind still makes an excelÂlent case for the fedÂerÂal preserÂvaÂtion of these landÂscapes (or what’s left of them today). This is the kind of proÂpaÂganÂda I can get behind.
The image above is 79-AAB‑1 in the archive, or more proÂsaicalÂly, “BoulÂder Dam, 1941.” Adams phoÂtographed grand land- and desertscapes all over the West and SouthÂwest, includÂing the Grand Canyon, Mesa Verde, Death ValÂley, YelÂlowÂstone, Yosemite, CarlsÂbad CavÂerns, and land belongÂing to NavaÂjo and Pueblo Indians—such as image #79-AAA‑6 (below), or “Church, AcoÂma Pueblo,” takÂen in AcoÂma Pueblo, New MexÂiÂco.
Like most of Adams’ work, these images are monÂuÂmenÂtalÂly breathÂtakÂing in all their high-conÂtrast vastÂness. Most of them are signed or capÂtioned by Adams. You can browse the archives, view all of the phoÂtos, and order prints through the NationÂal Archives webÂsite.
He’s been gone 55 years, but the AmerÂiÂcan West we see in our mind’s eye still owes much to Edward WestÂon’s phoÂtoÂgraphÂic eye. Yet because he worked in more or less every one of the known forms of his day — porÂtrait, landÂscape, still-life, scenes in a variÂety of tones, and beyond — we tend to think we know WestÂon’s work when we’ve only seen a fracÂtion of it. You can get a sense of the scope of his career by watchÂing The PhoÂtogÂraÂphÂer above. ProÂduced in 1948, the final year of WestÂon’s career, the half-hour docÂuÂmenÂtary can thus examÂine nearÂly his entire body of work. The true WestÂon afiÂcionaÂdo should note that it also examÂines his home and his cats. (The latÂter get into the forÂmer by way of a cat door made from an old lens board.)
If you have an interÂest in twenÂtiÂeth-cenÂtuÂry AmerÂiÂcan phoÂtogÂraÂphy, WestÂon’s name often comes up. But you may also recÂogÂnize the name of the film’s direcÂtor, Willard Van Dyke. A oneÂtime apprenÂtice of WestÂon’s, Van Dyke made the introÂducÂtion between the masÂter and Ansel Adams, thus formÂing a conÂnecÂtion between two men who visuÂalÂly defined AmerÂiÂca. Along with felÂlow San FranÂcisÂco phoÂtogÂraÂphÂer ImoÂgen CunÂningÂham, the three would form the ModÂernist Group f/64. Van Dyke made The PhoÂtogÂraÂphÂer under the banÂner of the UnitÂed States InforÂmaÂtion Agency, and it has the feel of faintÂly proÂpaÂganÂdisÂtic optiÂmism you’d thus expect, but the film has much to show and say about WestÂon’s methÂods and the CalÂiÂfornÂian natÂurÂal world he so strikÂingÂly capÂtured.
ColÂin MarÂshall hosts and proÂduces NoteÂbook on Cities and CulÂture and writes essays on litÂerÂaÂture, film, cities, Asia, and aesÂthetÂics. He’s at work on a book about Los AngeÂles, A Los AngeÂles Primer. FolÂlow him on TwitÂter at @colinmarshall.
Today marks what would be the 111th birthÂday of Ansel Adams, the AmerÂiÂcan phoÂtogÂraÂphÂer who capÂtured the subÂlime powÂer of the wilderÂness, takÂing iconÂic images of the AmerÂiÂcan West, most notably in Yosemite ValÂley. (See phoÂto gallery here.) OrigÂiÂnal footage docÂuÂmentÂing the creÂative life of Ansel Adams is surÂprisÂingÂly hard to come by online. So A/V Geeks and DevelÂop Tube did us all a favor when they revived this 1958 docÂuÂmenÂtary revealÂing Adams’ techÂniÂcal approach to phoÂtogÂraÂphy, the camÂeras and relatÂed gear he carÂried to the field, and his thoughts on the artisÂtic horiÂzons of phoÂtogÂraÂphy.
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Last year, Edwin TurnÂer, the masÂterÂmind behind the BibÂliokÂlept blog, assemÂbled a fine phoÂto gallery that capÂtured Ernest HemÂingÂway posÂing shirtÂless. Big, burly and barÂrel-chestÂed, Papa projects the masÂcuÂline image that he careÂfulÂly culÂtiÂvatÂed for himÂself and for the world to see.
HemÂingÂway’s phoÂtos seem right in keepÂing with his pubÂlic perÂsona (we’ll have more on him latÂer today). But this 1883 porÂtrait of Mark Twain will perÂhaps give you pause. To be sure, Twain cared deeply about his pubÂlic image. The writer careÂfulÂly craftÂed his pubÂlic idenÂtiÂty, givÂing more than 300 interÂviews to jourÂnalÂists where he reinÂforced the traits he wantÂed to be known for — his wit, irrevÂerÂent sense of humor, and thoughtÂfulÂness. Twain also loved havÂing his picÂture takÂen, posÂing for phoÂtogÂraÂphers whenÂevÂer he had a chance. The camÂera offered yet anothÂer way to fashÂion his own perÂsonÂal myth.
Of course, the author is best rememÂbered for one set of iconÂic images — the one where he dons a white suit in 1906, upon travÂelÂing to WashÂingÂton D.C. to lobÂby for the proÂtecÂtion of authors’ copyÂrights. But, as The RoutÂledge EncyÂcloÂpeÂdia of Mark Twainexplains, the novÂelÂist also let his image be used in countÂless adverÂtiseÂments — in ads for restauÂrants, pharÂmaÂcies, dry goods and cigÂars too. The encyÂcloÂpeÂdia gives the impresÂsion that the shirtÂless phoÂto was perÂhaps takÂen withÂin this comÂmerÂcial conÂtext. It’s not clear what prodÂuct the porÂtrait helped marÂket (care to take a guess?), or preÂciseÂly how Twain saw it conÂtributÂing to his pubÂlic image. The details are murky. But one thing is for cerÂtain: The 1880s image is authenÂtic. It’s the real shirtÂless Mark Twain.
Update: One of our readÂers sugÂgests that the shirtÂless phoÂto was a byprodÂuct of a bust that was sculptÂed by Karl GerÂhardt for the fronÂtispiece of AdvenÂtures of HuckÂleÂberÂry Finn. Seems quite plauÂsiÂble. See it here.
This vinÂtage pic comes to us via Wired writer Steve SilÂberÂman. FolÂlow him on TwitÂter at @stevesilberman.
They shared a comÂpulÂsion to create—some might say document—but were so intenseÂly priÂvate, the revÂeÂlaÂtions of their respecÂtive lives’ work threw everyÂone for a loop.
EmployÂers and neighÂbors found it hard to believe they’d had it in them. (View an online gallery of her work here.)
CuraÂtors, marÂveling at the quanÂtiÂty of their outÂput and qualÂiÂty of the vision, piled on superlaÂtives.
SomeÂthing tells me the prickÂly Ms. Maier would not have appreÂciÂatÂed any comÂparÂisons to a man whose work feaÂtured so many repÂreÂsenÂtaÂtions of naked, herÂmaphÂroÂditÂic girl-warÂriors being bayÂoÂnetÂted, but death makes it difÂfiÂcult to keep hold of the reins gripped so tightÂly in life.
For the foreÂseeÂable future, Maier’s legaÂcy rests in the hands of John MalÂoof, the young Chicagoan who bought her negÂaÂtives from an unpaid storÂage unit for less than $400, hopÂing he might find someÂthing of relÂeÂvance for a neighÂborÂhood hisÂtoÂry project. He got more than he barÂgained for, obviÂousÂly, but the years spent scanÂning the unknown artist’s work is beginÂning to pay off in exhiÂbiÂtions, gallery repÂreÂsenÂtaÂtion, and a book. Now he is nearÂing comÂpleÂtion of FindÂing Vivian Maier, a docÂuÂmenÂtary film that promisÂes to shed more light on this fasÂciÂnatÂing tale.
We don’t need to tell you, an Open CulÂture readÂer, about the richÂness of David Lynch’s conÂtriÂbuÂtion to motion picÂtures. But the auteur also has an ongoÂing relaÂtionÂship with still phoÂtogÂraÂphy which the past decade has seen emerge into pubÂlic light. Years ago, I attendÂed an openÂing in Los Angeles—the city so thorÂoughÂly capÂtured by Lynch’s surrealism—of an exhiÂbiÂtion of his own shots. Now, the Los AngeÂles Review of Books presents Lynch’s comÂmenÂtary, in the video above, on 99 picÂtures takÂen by othÂers. LisÂten to him describe his viewÂing approach—that of a voyeurisÂtic, all-feelÂing detective—and you’ll nevÂer look the same way at curÂtains, womÂen’s shoes, stone BudÂdhas, and fesÂterÂing sores again.
Lynch selectÂed these favorite 99 phoÂtos from the thouÂsand preÂsentÂed at 2012’s Paris PhoÂto, the interÂnaÂtionÂal phoÂtogÂraÂphy fair that hapÂpens each NovemÂber durÂing the EuroÂpean Month of PhoÂtogÂraÂphy. He arrived as the inauÂgurÂal selecÂtion of “Paris PhoÂto vu par…,” a new traÂdiÂtion that will each year comÂpile a book of images, their selecÂtion “entrustÂed to a difÂferÂent perÂsonÂalÂiÂty each year.” Die-hard fans will sureÂly need to own their idolÂ’s ediÂtion, and in late April they can make a pilÂgrimÂage to Lynch’s town for the launch of Paris PhoÂto Los AngeÂles. Its locaÂtion? The lot of ParaÂmount PicÂtures, disÂtribÂuÂtor of Lynch’s phoÂtoÂgraphÂiÂcalÂly strikÂing The EleÂphant Man.
ColÂin MarÂshall hosts and proÂduces NoteÂbook on Cities and CulÂture and writes essays on litÂerÂaÂture, film, cities, Asia, and aesÂthetÂics. He’s at work on a book about Los AngeÂles, A Los AngeÂles Primer. FolÂlow him on TwitÂter at @colinmarshall.
It took Marsel van OostÂen two years and 16,000 images to creÂate a timeÂlapse video that capÂtures the inefÂfaÂble beauÂty of NamibÂian Nights. Shot with Nikon D3, D3s and D4 camÂeras, the film highÂlights van OostÂen’s favorite sites in NamibÂia — “the fairyÂtale-like quivÂertrees and the eery, dead camelthorn trees in DeadÂvlei.” For each secÂond of video, 30 phoÂtographs were takÂen. NamibÂian Nights won First Prize in the 2012 TravÂel PhoÂtogÂraÂphÂer of The Year Awards.
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