"Nothing is more equitably shared than common sense, since no one, no matter how much he may feel deprived of other wants, believes he lacks of it"
(Voltaire? Not sure...)
Landscapes in photos are only interesting to me for what they make me feel and think. The same landscape may have very different resonances for different people as a function of their past, their interests and desires. Many remind me of NSW country trains in the 70's, which had a B&W landscape panorama in each compartment (Dmax=1).
But of course I'm bad at them
That's my line too!
But the thing is, I feel no pain on that score at all, because I have yet to come across anyone doing (landscape) stuff that grips me for very long. I've seen some crackers from our own in-house Michael, but the ones I thought great were more 'atmospherics' than landscape: exercises in tone, not geology: I have this memory of silver plate sea and black lave.
There's very little of that about - mostly it's 'hey, look what a great climber I am!' or, 'I camp in the desert for weeks and don't shave!' Well good for you, and so what?
Jaundiced? Don't think so. Just not grabbed by it.
Basically, I suspect that the problem comes down to what photography, as process/art, is actually good at doing, and I'm not referring to photographers.
It seems to me that things such as the natural world are better served by pencil and brush, with things more artificial coming off better via the modern medium of the photograph. People, cities, automobiles and all our constructs mean something more in photographs than they do as paintings. That '59 de Ville I always craved looks far better in snaps than it could on canvas (I won't even
think about that bastard medium of canvas photography!) and there's good reason for it: it's of us, of our times.
Maybe Hopper's
Nighthawks comes close to crossing the tracks with success...
Rob