19th century technology, 21st century imaging software.
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19th century technology, 21st century imaging software.
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I’m not going to get into the debate about iPhone photography or special effects software. This picture was made using both, and it probably took a few seconds to take the picture and a few seconds to choose the effect (on my phone) and apply it. Contrast this amount of effort with the hours, if not days, that it takes to edit a “real” photo with “professional” software. (For the purpose of this discussion, I’ll omit the wet darkroom). I like the picture very much, and I didn’t have to go cross-eyed from visual fatigue to make it.
Recently I saw the show “Faking It: Manipulated Photography before Photoshop” at the Metropolitan Museum of Art, a wonderful show with beautiful examples of carefully manipulated photos from the 19th and 20th centuries. Let’s make a supposition: photography is a lie. It always has been. Now we can move on.
Across the hall, the Met presented an exhibit of contemporary manipulated photographs. Some of the photographers omitted the camera entirely from the equation; one of them downloaded a series of Google Maps images and presented them as a travelogue of the United States (most of the images looked alike – a statement of sorts) and another downloaded and manipulated pornographic images from the Internet. Is this photography?
This is a 360 degree spinning hook kick. Look closely: the board has broken into 4 pieces.
Firecrackers and fireworks are illegal in New York City, but back when I took these pictures the Chinese people had an exemption for the Lunar New Year, I believe on religious grounds. The lion dances shown here made earplugs absolutely necessary because of the deafening fireworks that were thrown directly at the dancers. So many rolls of firecrackers were exploded that the streets were full of smoke and carpeted with red paper, as in the second photo. One year when I went to take photographs it had rained, so that the dye from the firecracker wrappings made the streets appear to be streaming with blood. The Giuliani administration cracked down on fireworks (forgive the pun), and after September 11 this kind of spectacle was definitely no longer allowed. A few years ago I went back to see the much tamer New Year parade and missed the freewheeling days when roving crews of lion dancers worked their way up and down Mott, Pell, and Elizabeth Street. Weather permitting, I’ll try this year’s parades in Flushing and Chinatown and will not neglect to pack earplugs just in case.
This exquisitely carved gilt Buddha was in an antique store in Town Hill, Maine. Although the wood is cracked, the gold paint is mostly gone, and the rest of the statue is missing, the monumental head still radiates serenity.