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The Art of Photography => Discussing Photographic Styles => Topic started by: Rob C on October 14, 2017, 01:57:56 pm
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Mainly for Grahamby:
It struck me that as a fellow Sieff nut, you may enjoy these links. I number them as per the eponymous book's pagination:
Pg 25. Ina Balke - an early love/model
https://www.google.es/search?rlz=1C2PRFE_enES586ES586&dcr=0&source=hp&q=ina+balke+imagenes&oq=ina+balke+imagenes&gs_l=psy-ab.3...1161.8352.0.11587.20.14.0.0.0.0.546.2117.2j1j3j5-2.8.0....0...1.1.64.psy-ab..12.6.1975...0i13k1j0i13i30k1j0i19k1j0i13i30i19k1j33i21k1j33i160k1.0.bRWFeYc9Fms
Pg 58. Nico (She appeared in a cameo rôle in La Dolce Vita
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mwKfTkEvMEg
Apparently, the Via Veneto, here depicted, was actually filmed in Cinecittà's studios. What irony, as it was just a couple of klicks away...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R1vkiQdEU7M&t=79
Pg 72. Jill Kennington (squeeze of John Cowan), whose studio was commandeered for the film Blow Up; our lad was right there - just like Helmut...
https://www.google.es/search?rlz=1C2PRFE_enES586ES586&dcr=0&source=hp&q=jill+kenni+gton+imagenes&oq=jill+kenni+gton+imagenes&gs_l=psy-ab.3...1350.9528.0.10733.30.29.0.0.0.0.117.2176.26j2.28.0....0...1.1.64.psy-ab..2.22.1659...0j0i131k1j0i22i30k1j0i22i10i30k1j0i19k1j0i8i13i30k1j0i13i30i19k1j0i13i30k1j33i160k1.0.H74uCkpIEMs
Pg 140. Jane Birkin (Can anyone be in France and not know about her?)
https://www.google.es/search?rlz=1C2PRFE_enES586ES586&dcr=0&source=hp&q=jane+birkin+imagenes&oq=jane+birkin+imagenes&gs_l=psy-ab.3..0.1427.6685.0.8518.20.20.0.0.0.0.75.1315.20.20.0....0...1.1.64.psy-ab..0.20.1315...0i131k1j0i22i30k1j0i22i10i30k1.0.xnjnWpOOD4s
Pg 162. Ingrid Boulting (A Sarah Moon favourite - for Biba)
https://www.google.es/search?rlz=1C2PRFE_enES586ES586&dcr=0&biw=1246&bih=888&tbm=isch&sa=1&q=ngrid+Boulting+imagenes&oq=ngrid+Boulting+imagenes&gs_l=psy-ab.3...135669.141777.0.149501.25.25.0.0.0.0.102.1738.24j1.25.0....0...1.1.64.psy-ab..1.14.945...0j0i13k1j0i8i7i30k1j0i7i30k1j0i8i30k1j0i7i5i30k1j0i67k1j0i8i13i30k1.0.xgV8dAlP6W8
Pg. 188 Barbara Sieff (Wife)
http://fashionheroines.blogspot.com.es/2010/04/jeanloup-sieffs-wife-interview-by-paris.html
Rob
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Amazing stuff.
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One of the things that I discovered with the passing years is just how interconnected isolated events really are.
That all of these characters actually come together now, in this new century, when their time was really of the middle of the last, stikes me as poetic, in the sense that achievements of then - as with the tragedies - continue to reverberate for so long, even after they might all have appeared to have been forgotten. Take something perhaps more widely known - The Kiss - and realise that it's likely to be more famous now than during the time of its making. How many current, megabuck productions from the internationals will live for so long? I wonder if any advertising agency records will even exist in fifty years time; maybe everything recent will reside in the "cloud" and one big power disruption will wipe out all trace? I think I'd be inclined to trust paper records a little more.
Glad you took some pleasure form the little list of links; make it worth doing.
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Rob
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Thanks Rob :-)
To head off on a tangent (as I do...)
...the copy of Lindbergh's book I ordered from Germany finally arrived yesterday. The sriking thing is that all of the bla-bla about rescuing the humanity of his models from under thick make-up and artificial lighting is exactly what I've previously read about Avedon... and Bailey... and Penn. And of course it was also true in spades for Jeanloup or for Doisneau when he was doing advertising shoots for Renault.
So it seems that every few years someone is required to kick over the art-directors' tables and chase them out of the studio, so as to get back to photographing people rather than make-up, and woman who move rather than pose.
Anyway, Peter's book is very impressively thick, moreso than the baby-Sumo... but boy he must have helped along fag sales (that's cigarettes, for those caught between dialects).
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Thanks Rob :-)
To head off on a tangent (as I do...)
...the copy of Lindbergh's book I ordered from Germany finally arrived yesterday. The sriking thing is that all of the bla-bla about rescuing the humanity of his models from under thick make-up and artificial lighting is exactly what I've previously read about Avedon... and Bailey... and Penn. And of course it was also true in spades for Jeanloup or for Doisneau when he was doing advertising shoots for Renault.
So it seems that every few years someone is required to kick over the art-directors' tables and chase them out of the studio, so as to get back to photographing people rather than make-up, and woman who move rather than pose.
Anyway, Peter's book is very impressively thick, moreso than the baby-Sumo... but boy he must have helped along fag sales (that's cigarettes, for those caught between dialects).
Which Lindbergh book is it, Graham - he has made a few... I haven't bought any of his yet: this may be the time, what with winter rolling slowly in and all that jazz.
Does it come with a perspex stand too, as with Helmut's? That stand has proven very handy for all the books when I look at them in the office; slouching on the couch, I plop them on top of a cushion on top of my legs. Without that, I'd have no circulation left!
Regarding make-up: I'm not certain that I believe him - they all seem to have at least some eye attention, and I can't really accept that nothing else gets done... he may be "relatively" speaking when he claims to eschew the paintbox.
Rob
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Hey, I just learned that Nico's birthday was yesterday...
The book is "A different vision on fashion photography." The lack of make-up is clearly relative, but I think the point is that there is still some skin texture visible, even (gasp) a few downy hairs here and there. That seems so trivial except that the modern version appears to be perfectly plastic-smooth.
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Hey, I just learned that Nico's birthday was yesterday...
The book is "A different vision on fashion photography." The lack of make-up is clearly relative, but I think the point is that there is still some skin texture visible, even (gasp) a few downy hairs here and there. That seems so trivial except that the modern version appears to be perfectly plastic-smooth.
Thanks, Graham - I'll check it out and see what happens next!
Rob
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Ordered!
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Ordered!
Have to say, it's a pretty impressive photo/€ value...
(even if no perspex stand is included).
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Well, the book is promised for Thursday, which is cool, since both my lunch choices are closed that day - every week!
Now, I may have posted this before, but if not, it's interesting in its own right.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yeb_275p1_g
Regarding the fabled fable about Peter and make-up: you need travel no further through time - or the video - to discover blatant proof to the contrary at 4.35mins.
Still love the guy's work, though, and that's all, pour moi, that really counts!
Rob
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Ha, caught red-handed :)
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Regarding the fabled fable about Peter and make-up: you need travel no further through time - or the video - to discover blatant proof to the contrary at 4.35mins.
In Oliver Stone’s “bio”-pic of The Doors he recreates their 1967 appearance on the Ed Sullivan show. Sullivan wanted them to change the “Girl, we couldn’t get much higher” lyric in Light My Fire to something less provocative. Of course they didn’t…and never appeared on the show again. In the film Val Kilmer, as Jim Morrison, makes a big thing out of higher, singing it with emphasis and almost lunging at the camera as he does so.
Problem is the actual performance was videotaped and by 1991, when the film came out, had long been in rotation on MTv and available on VHS. The real Morrison sings the song straight (not to mention superbly), no emphasis or gesturing. Ooops.
-Dave-
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In Oliver Stone’s “bio”-pic of The Doors he recreates their 1967 appearance on the Ed Sullivan show. Sullivan wanted them to change the “Girl, we couldn’t get much higher” lyric in Light My Fire to something less provocative. Of course they didn’t…and never appeared on the show again. In the film Val Kilmer, as Jim Morrison, makes a big thing out of higher, singing it with emphasis and almost lunging at the camera as he does so.
Problem is the actual performance was videotaped and by 1991, when the film came out, had long been in rotation on MTv and available on VHS. The real Morrison sings the song straight (not to mention superbly), no emphasis or gesturing. Ooops.
-Dave-
Not sure why, but your post made me think back to this guy:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Michael_Hutchence
Maybe the why has to do with Helena Christensen, whom Peter Lindbergh more or less discovered, and apparently made an exclusive deal with at the start of her rise to superstardom.
Funny; these people were in a plane way over my head, but as they trod in the same direction, they became part of my consciousness and permanently ingrained there. It should be sad, but is strangely comforting instead. Hell, I even buy the book!
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Rob
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Not sure why, but your post made me think back to this guy:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Michael_Hutchence
Maybe the why has to do with Helena Christensen, whom Peter Lindbergh more or less discovered, and apparently made an exclusive deal with at the start of her rise to superstardom.
My impression of Hutchence was that he was consciously channeling Morrison in both look and mannerisms. I’m guessing your impression was along the same line. Though I don’t think Jimbo, despite sleeping with Niko Nico, ever dated a supermodel.
I read about Hutchence’s suicide, in a fancy Sydney hotel, while staying in a fancy Singapore hotel. It was frontpage news even in The Straits Times. It took me aback too ‘cuz he was my age and I was then feeling very much in my “late prime.”
[Edit: gads, I misspelled Nico. In my defense I do know a fellow named Niko (Nicholas). :) ]
-Dave-
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My impression of Hutchence was that he was consciously channeling Morrison in both look and mannerisms. I’m guessing your impression was along the same line. Though I don’t think Jimbo, despite sleeping with Niko, ever dated a supermodel.
I read about Hutchence’s suicide, in a fancy Sydney hotel, while staying in a fancy Singapore hotel. It was frontpage news even in The Straits Times. It took me aback too ‘cuz he was my age and I was then feeling very much in my “late prime.”
-Dave-
Were you staying at Raffles? We were not, but we went for the obligatory Sling!
Straits Times Press (1975) Limited.
I have his card before me, and its owner, a certain Mr Brian Miller, Assistant to Editor, was very helpful in facilitating access to a keelong (?) - one of those fishing platfoms at sea - where we shot some pics for part of the Tennent's Lager Centenary Cal during 1984.
I have to admit to an act of knowingly committing plagiarism: we got some small, colourful fish from the catch, and tied them to a string which the girl held over her shoulder in a blatant rip off of Sam Haskins' better and famous shot. Kismet: the set, despite being one of the better ones from Singapore, never made the cut. Worse, the client didn't return them to me. I hadn't realised that even little fish on a string get heavy and painful, but the girl did tell me quite a lot... Funny: Brian explained to the fishermen - Moslems - that we were going to do topless, and did they object - they shrugged and couldn't have cared less. How things change.
I never would have had these memories if I'd played safe and finished my engineering apprenticeship. On the other hand, I might have found myself owning a Red Dot and a better pension scheme! Hey - who ever knows where the forks take you; it wouldn't be much fun if they were signposted, I guess. And on top of that, some things one does just don't come down to logical decision-making. I convince myself every day that I did the right thing; there's therapy in that.
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Rob
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it wouldn't be much fun if they were signposted, I guess. And on top of that, some things one does just don't come down to logical decision-making. I convince myself every day that I did the right thing; there's therapy in that.
;-)
Rob
Yes, one of the unfortunate side effects of life that you only realise this when it's late, maybe even too late. I have to fight the urge for reasoned decisions every g.....mned time. That's why i like our entirely different approach to photography: you always convincing us it's in the gut, and me taking a reasoned approach. In life i say: do the exact opposite.
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My impression of Hutchence was that he was consciously channeling Morrison in both look and mannerisms. I’m guessing your impression was along the same line. Though I don’t think Jimbo, despite sleeping with Niko, ever dated a supermodel.
I grew up with Hutchence and INXS in Sydney: they played at the Uni of Sydney Student Union, and I saw them in one of the huge barn-like pubs out in the western suburbs. Not super-model territory at all, my most vivid memory of that performance was a bouncer beating up someone just in front of me.
He wanted to be an artist, I guess, rather than just leaning back and counting the currency. It's a dangerous route, but everyone has their little story about the meaning of life and some of them have nasty side effects.
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I grew up with Hutchence and INXS in Sydney: they played at the Uni of Sydney Student Union, and I saw them in one of the huge barn-like pubs out in the western suburbs. Not super-model territory at all, my most vivid memory of that performance was a bouncer beating up someone just in front of me.
He wanted to be an artist, I guess, rather than just leaning back and counting the currency. It's a dangerous route, but everyone has their little story about the meaning of life and some of them have nasty side effects.
Unlike Chuck Berry, whose experiences led him to getting paid in suitcases full of cash!
I remember a clip - buggered if I can remember its origin - where he and Little Richard, Bo Diddley and some other people were talking about the rip-off culture of the 50s where © usually went to anybody but the artist, and Richard signed for a tiny fraction of one cent per record sold. Berry was more than scathing in the conversation... It seems ridiculous that such contracts are allowed to stand in courts. To me, it appears more than obvious that anyone not well enough informed in law should not be held by deals where he has no idea what's being done to him. Of course, this brings me dangerously close to my notions about being allowed to vote, so I had better back off at this point!
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Rob
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Were you staying at Raffles? We were not, but we went for the obligatory Sling!
Not on this trip, though on a later one I did stay a night at the Raffles. My co-worker and pal Monica & I did the Sling thing in ‘97. I have photos of the occasion on color neg film somewhere, and Hi-8 video too. :) Prior to drinks we’d seen a da Vinci exhibit at the Singapore Art Museum. Nearly everything there was a copy, but the Mona Lisa in particular was an excellent one. I think it dated to the 19th century.
I have to admit to an act of knowingly committing plagiarism: we got some small, colourful fish from the catch, and tied them to a string which the girl held over her shoulder in a blatant rip off of Sam Haskins' better and famous shot. Kismet: the set, despite being one of the better ones from Singapore, never made the cut. Worse, the client didn't return them to me. I hadn't realised that even little fish on a string get heavy and painful, but the girl did tell me quite a lot... Funny: Brian explained to the fishermen - Moslems - that we were going to do topless, and did they object - they shrugged and couldn't have cared less. How things change.
During my Middle East travels (1983–85, and again in late ‘87–early ‘88) I met far more crazee Christians than the Islamic variety. Lotsa The world is ending next week! stuff in the air. People quitting their jobs and leaving their families behind to be where the “action” was. But no religion is just one thing and Islam, while not as sectaraian as Christianity, is pretty diverse.
-Dave-
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I remember a clip - buggered if I can remember its origin - where he and Little Richard, Bo Diddley and some other people were talking about the rip-off culture of the 50s where © usually went to anybody but the artist, and Richard signed for a tiny fraction of one cent per record sold. Berry was more than scathing in the conversation... It seems ridiculous that such contracts are allowed to stand in courts. To me, it appears more than obvious that anyone not well enough informed in law should not be held by deals where he has no idea what's being done to him. Of course, this brings me dangerously close to my notions about being allowed to vote, so I had better back off at this point!
This is (amazingly IMO) still an issue in the music industry. Naïve people signing ripoff contracts. Though it’s decreasing due to reduced sales and more musicians going the DIY route. Nowadays there’s just no excuse for it. Own your songs and your master recordings! Or get taken. Your choice.
-Dave-
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Not on this trip, though on a later one I did stay a night at the Raffles. My co-worker and pal Monica & I did the Sling thing in ‘97. I have photos of the occasion on color neg film somewhere, and Hi-8 video too. :) Prior to drinks we’d seen a da Vinci exhibit at the Singapore Art Museum. Nearly everything there was a copy, but the Mona Lisa in particular was an excellent one. I think it dated to the 19th century.
During my Middle East travels (1983–85, and again in late ‘87–early ‘88) I met far more crazee Christians than the Islamic variety. Lotsa The world is ending next week! stuff in the air. People quitting their jobs and leaving their families behind to be where the “action” was. But no religion is just one thing and Islam, while not as sectaraian as Christianity, is pretty diverse.
-Dave-
The thing I noticed about Raffles, apart from the crazy drinks pricing - but hey, when you're pouring out a myth - was that it had all the appearance of a large, Indian railway station inside.
I'm led to believe that it was later closed and entirely refurbished...
Another thing that appealed to me very much about Singapore was the ban on gum - clean pavements! - and the fact that tipping was actively discouraged by notices on the café and bar tables. I have never felt comfortable with tips, either giving too little or too much - whatever either is. I feel it is demeaning of the staff, who should all be paid according to the value of their work, not made to feel like a sort of chartity-dependent soul. Your meal is going to cost you a certain amount anyway, either in two parts or as a single charge - so why not have the tip included as part of the total price and not left as a little thorn under the tab?
Rob
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The thing I noticed about Raffles, apart from the crazy drinks pricing - but hey, when you're pouring out a myth - was that it had all the appearance of a large, Indian railway station inside.
I'm led to believe that it was later closed and entirely refurbished...
Another thing that appealed to me very much about Singapore was the ban on gum - clean pavements! - and the fact that tipping was actively discouraged by notices on the café and bar tables. I have never felt comfortable with tips, either giving too little or too much - whatever either is. I feel it is demeaning of the staff, who should all be paid according to the value of their work, not made to feel like a sort of chartity-dependent soul. Your meal is going to cost you a certain amount anyway, either in two parts or as a single charge - so why not have the tip included as part of the total price and not left as a little thorn under the tab?
Rob
I don't like tipping for poor service.
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I don't like tipping for poor service.
I agree, but standing up to it takes a toll: we were in a Holiday Inn in Miami - quite a large one, and well-appointed, and we had breakfast there as a shooting team. "Our" waitress was, I'm sure, stoned out of her skull, and the service quite dreadful and slow. We were there to work, not laze about, and so we got rather agitated as time slipped past... anyhow, at the end, we decided to leave nothing. However, that wasn't going to suit the woman who kicked up hell, which in my view, should have had her fired on the spot for embarrassing a client getting poor service.
Buy yeah, unusual people make unusual decisions.
Thing is though, were tip included in the price and the waiters paid a proper wage, then it would be in all their interests to give good service and product, for otherwise return visits could not be hoped for...
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I'd say having the tip included in the price is a disincentive for waiters to provide good service...
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The thing I noticed about Raffles, apart from the crazy drinks pricing - but hey, when you're pouring out a myth - was that it had all the appearance of a large, Indian railway station inside.
I'm led to believe that it was later closed and entirely refurbished...
Another thing that appealed to me very much about Singapore was the ban on gum - clean pavements! - and the fact that tipping was actively discouraged by notices on the café and bar tables. I have never felt comfortable with tips, either giving too little or too much - whatever either is. I feel it is demeaning of the staff, who should all be paid according to the value of their work, not made to feel like a sort of chartity-dependent soul. Your meal is going to cost you a certain amount anyway, either in two parts or as a single charge - so why not have the tip included as part of the total price and not left as a little thorn under the tab?
My stay at the Raffles was post-refurbishing, which supposedly restored the look of the place to its original state. It was elegant but not overly ornate. The bar had a subdued, warm appearance and vibe. The Slings were, as my mom would’ve said had she ever stopped in, very dear. :D
I agree re. tipping, and am always happy when I find a restaurant that discourages it while including a service surcharge.
The thing that most impressed me about Singapore during my first trip was how well maintained the place is. Clean sidewalks, good roads, etc. It seemed clear to me that Singaporeans genuinely care about such stuff. Here in the US people are often willing to put up with poorly maintained infrastructure for the sake of saving a few $$ in the short term, even if the long-term costs (social as well as economic) are higher. IMO this reflects a crass, coarse view of the world.
-Dave-
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I'd say having the tip included in the price is a disincentive for waiters to provide good service...
This has not been my experience. At all.
-Dave-
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My stay at the Raffles was post-refurbishing, which supposedly restored the look of the place to its original state. It was elegant but not overly ornate. The bar had a subdued, warm appearance and vibe. The Slings were, as my mom would’ve said had she ever stopped in, very dear. :D
I agree re. tipping, and am always happy when I find a restaurant that discourages it while including a service surcharge.
The thing that most impressed me about Singapore during my first trip was how well maintained the place is. Clean sidewalks, good roads, etc. It seemed clear to me that Singaporeans genuinely care about such stuff. Here in the US people are often willing to put up with poorly maintained infrastructure for the sake of saving a few $$ in the short term, even if the long-term costs (social as well as economic) are higher. IMO this reflects a crass, coarse view of the world.
-Dave-
A thing that always impressed me was changing from the French motorways to the poor English ones on the way from Dover to Scotland. I'd rather pay the French toll charges and have great surfaces and rest facilities! And French versions of motorway services' food than free roads that make your car suffer and you tired exhausted. To be fair, I think the Brit motorways are older than the French ones, so perhaps time will bring a dumbing down of the better ones; usually does.
Again, the psychology of free being better than paid for, regardless of anything else. Also again, this is getting too cloose to politics so I'd better watch my step! (I could always blame the glaucoma I had for four years and then discovered I apparently never had, and the twin cataracts I'm now assured that I do. Maybe a slow shutter speed will make them look cool; sorry!)
Had a new estate agent look my place over today - I hope he has a better wad of luck to spread my way. I really could do with getting back into a metropolis of some sort. I feel I'm turning into a country lad with straw hanging out of his ears. It can't be me! I'm being inhabited by somebody else!
Rob
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And yet you don't get to choose how much to leave for your new lens, you pay the price and if it turns out to be defective you complain. Having a pre-negotiated fee for servicing your car, being treated by your dictor or dentist may be a disincentive to them giving good service, but somehow it works out. It has the advantage that they don't need to work two jobs to stay above the poverty line, which may even help with the service.
Frankly, tipping is a left over of feudalism.
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Graham -
Picked up my new Lindbergh tome from the GPO this morning, and put it straight onto the Sumo stand. I have yet to get through it, but one thing hits me right away: matt papers still do nothing for photographs. His work is usually fairly dark, and on such paper it goes extremely dull, killing many of the images right away. Fashion mags do reproduction of this genre of work far better; not called glossies for nothing!
Another aspect that has a strong bearing on this is the fact of monitors and iPad-type screens that make things come to an inner life. Seeing less is a disappointment - to me, at least - because it shows me what is being missed in books. But I love books... maybe the future will consist of bigger and better, cheaper iPad things that allow one to cuddle up and vegetate with great, virtual world picture books. Picture books; sound a bit infantile, dunnit?
;-)
Rob
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Well, I've seen all the shots now, and I understand better why I find the "making of" videos more interesting to watch. The cameramen he uses are very good in their own right, and do a great job of adding interest, which is not surprising as we get to see the models do their thing rather than just catch PL's idea of the decisive moment. Unfortunately, this new child has created havoc with my very limited shelf space; I may have to depose Annie L to another room....
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Frankly, tipping is a left over of feudalism.
Thus it’s continued ubiquity in the US, where feudalism is seen by a significant sub-culture to be a desirable state of affairs.
-Dave-
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Another aspect that has a strong bearing on this is the fact of monitors and iPad-type screens that make things come to an inner life.
I have to admit that I love looking at photos on my TV. I’ve set up a Photo profile on it just for this. Haven’t fired up the printer since early this year. IMO Leiter’s color work in particular is made for such display.
-Dave-
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I admit that it's late and past my second-childhood bedtime, but immersed as I have been in the new book most of this evening, it suddenly struck me that I can't discover a page that lists ISBN number, nor even publishing date. I thought books were obliged to carry such information by law...
As I remarked, it is late and I've taken my medicine.
Puzzled, of Mallorca
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I have to admit that I love looking at photos on my TV. I’ve set up a Photo profile on it just for this. Haven’t fired up the printer since early this year. IMO Leiter’s color work in particular is made for such display.
-Dave-
That's interesting; I have sometimes tried looking at my own website on the tv set - Samsung smart one - and quickly retreated: the pictures look awful, yet on this little iPad they look better even than on the monitor where I make them look as they look.
I always said that I have a complex about things electronic. We don't make a happy couple.
Rob
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Picked up my new Lindbergh tome from the GPO this morning, and put it straight onto the Sumo stand. I have yet to get through it, but one thing hits me right away: matt papers still do nothing for photographs. His work is usually fairly dark, and on such paper it goes extremely dull, killing many of the images right away. Fashion mags do reproduction of this genre of work far better; not called glossies for nothing!
Yep, it all feels a bit Berlin-in-Winter. Looking wih a reasonably strong Ikea LED desk light helped. There is also fairly significant bronzing if you tilt 30° or more, but somehow I rather like that. Strange.
On the general subject of books, Art Books in town had a slightly used copy of Mary Ellen Mark's "Exposer" for <20€. All a bit depressing, I have to say. The attached phone-pic of her shot of the child of the monkey-tamer of an Indian circus being comforted by the monkeys is somehow both sad and touching... doomed innocence times three.
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Yep, it all feels a bit Berlin-in-Winter. Looking wih a reasonably strong Ikea LED desk light helped. There is also fairly significant bronzing if you tilt 30° or more, but somehow I rather like that. Strange.
On the general subject of books, Art Books in town had a slightly used copy of Mary Ellen Mark's "Exposer" for <20€. All a bit depressing, I have to say. The attached phone-pic of her shot of the child of the monkey-tamer of an Indian circus being comforted by the monkeys is somehow both sad and touching... doomed innocence times three.
God yes, That is a gloomy photograph. Every now and again something comes along to remind me of my good fortune in being, well, just me. Not the richest and not the most poor, but led a marvellous life regardless. And as good, I retain a faith in a hereafter and perhaps getting my late wife back - for ever.
(Ikea wouldn't help much in that quest!)
:-)
Such is humanity.
Rob
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I think that having now digested the PL tome, I am bound to conclude that it's well worth it's reasonable cost, but as has now happened to me with Sumo, it's not going to get anywhere near the handling that my Leiter books are getting. Perhaps it's to do with the fashion books feeling quite oppressive in their own way - an unrelenting Teutonic insistence on a very determined point of view, let's say, or could it just be that Leiter comes across as a gentle soul with deep feelings and an appreciation of classical notions of harmony?
I don't have a glib answer as to why; I just find it so, and am left just a little bit disappointed overall, especially as I enjoy the PL making-of videos so much... If there is an indication within the mystery, perhaps it's that I find quite a few of the Lindbergh women not at all attractive. The ones that feature in the later videos, away from the 80's era, light a glow that many earlier ones cannot, but they really are a mixed bag in my opinion, even some of the later ones. Or is it just the harsh treatment?
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I think that having now digested the PL tome, I am bound to conclude that it's well worth it's reasonable cost, but as has now happened to me with Sumo, it's not going to get anywhere near the handling that my Leiter books are getting. Perhaps it's to do with the fashion books feeling quite oppressive in their own way - an unrelenting Teutonic insistence on a very determined point of view, let's say, or could it just be that Leiter comes across as a gentle soul with deep feelings and an appreciation of classical notions of harmony?
I don't have a glib answer as to why; I just find it so, and am left just a little bit disappointed overall, especially as I enjoy the PL making-off videos so much... If there is an indication within the mystery, perhaps it's that I find quite a few of the Lindbergh women not at all attractive. The ones that feature in the later videos, away from the 80's era, light a glow that many earlier ones cannot, but they really are a mixed bag in my opinion, even some of the later ones. Or is it just the harsh treatment?
Rob, perhaps Leiter's books are more likely to inspire you to get it out and keep it out?
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Rob, perhaps Leiter's books are more likely to inspire you to get it out and keep it out?
;-)
Keith! This is a family programme!
It's also the start of what already feels like a very cold winter coming on, even if I do doze off in front of the tv. Or is that why I doze off?
;-)
P.S.
Making-off videos? What am I thinking?
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Keith! This is a family programme!
It's also the start of what already feels like a very cold winter coming on, even if I do doze off in front of the tv. Or is that why I doze off?
;-)
P.S.
Making-off videos? What am I thinking?
Rob, I was talking cameras, you know?
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Rob, I was talking cameras, you know?
;-)
Oh, that's all right then, Keith!
For a terrible moment I'd imagined you were talking zoom lenses, and as I indicated, this is a family show: should spouses ever discover what those bits of glass cost, the divorce rates would zoom too! You wouldn't want to feel guilty about that, I'm sure, any more than would I!
Pwhew!
Rob
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A little video of the man in, well, action.
Pity about the soundtrack - maybe the History Channel allows access somehow.
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=kXFtoW-6s8s
It's funny about the robe at the end.
And something to read:
https://unitednationsofphotography.com/2014/09/17/the-shoot-jean-loup-sieffelle-macpherson/
Rob