Tom dinning
Registrant*
I often set out on my morning walk with an idea in my head and work on it for an hour or so, step by step.
My first thoughts were about finding stuff along the way, collecting it, taking it home and photographing it purely and simply as an object I want to describe visually. No deep and meaningful, no art, no story, no confusion; just descriptive photography, like I was shooting for a spanner for a trade catalogue or a sore for a medical journal or a piece of fruit for a check out chick's display panel.
Here's item #1
Soft, even illumination, black background, all in focus, dead centre composition, no frills.
Just what I wanted. Nothing but descriptive - or is it I ask myself. I've already unconsciously removed the colour so its not 'real' any more.
Nahhh! Your getting too much like those OPF people, Tom. Stop talking to yourself and get on with the photos.
Photo #2
Mmm. Still very descriptive. Did I subconsciously put the warning sign in 'cause I'm a non-smoker? Have I added another level here? Am I expressing my ethics. Does this photo have an ethical interpretation? Has it gone beyond description?
Move on. Photo #3
What have I done here. Form, tone, texture, line, all that composition stuff. That's not like you? HAve you gone out of your mind? This almost looks 'nice'. What's that word? Aesthetics. Yes, it seems you have crossed the dreaded line of interior decorators and art critics and fallen into he trap of aethetic interpretation. Ask Christine if this one will match the curtains.
Speaking of Christine, I had better move along. If she comes home and gets a wiff of this pile of rubbish I brought home, I'm road kill.
Photo #4
Bugger!
Now I've done it. But I also know whats going on. Its not me. Its these lost things. They are beuatiful in their own right. Nothing to do with me. A monkey could do this and get it right.
But wait. Just look at this thing will you. Its bloody amazing. Stop twiddling with those sliders, Tom and concentrate. These things have a beauty all on their own. Call it what you like: truth, life, love, dog ****; its all worth looking at. Just remember to take the camera away from your face occasionally and see it for what it is: another bit of the puzzle.
Then photograph it.
Photo #5
My first thoughts were about finding stuff along the way, collecting it, taking it home and photographing it purely and simply as an object I want to describe visually. No deep and meaningful, no art, no story, no confusion; just descriptive photography, like I was shooting for a spanner for a trade catalogue or a sore for a medical journal or a piece of fruit for a check out chick's display panel.
Here's item #1
Soft, even illumination, black background, all in focus, dead centre composition, no frills.
Just what I wanted. Nothing but descriptive - or is it I ask myself. I've already unconsciously removed the colour so its not 'real' any more.
Nahhh! Your getting too much like those OPF people, Tom. Stop talking to yourself and get on with the photos.
Photo #2
Mmm. Still very descriptive. Did I subconsciously put the warning sign in 'cause I'm a non-smoker? Have I added another level here? Am I expressing my ethics. Does this photo have an ethical interpretation? Has it gone beyond description?
Move on. Photo #3
What have I done here. Form, tone, texture, line, all that composition stuff. That's not like you? HAve you gone out of your mind? This almost looks 'nice'. What's that word? Aesthetics. Yes, it seems you have crossed the dreaded line of interior decorators and art critics and fallen into he trap of aethetic interpretation. Ask Christine if this one will match the curtains.
Speaking of Christine, I had better move along. If she comes home and gets a wiff of this pile of rubbish I brought home, I'm road kill.
Photo #4
Bugger!
Now I've done it. But I also know whats going on. Its not me. Its these lost things. They are beuatiful in their own right. Nothing to do with me. A monkey could do this and get it right.
But wait. Just look at this thing will you. Its bloody amazing. Stop twiddling with those sliders, Tom and concentrate. These things have a beauty all on their own. Call it what you like: truth, life, love, dog ****; its all worth looking at. Just remember to take the camera away from your face occasionally and see it for what it is: another bit of the puzzle.
Then photograph it.
Photo #5