Recently read an article in The Guardian about Wim Wenders Polaroids. His thoughts on the Art Photography Genre rang true they could be my words. “The culture has changed. It has all gone. I really don’t know why we stick to the word photography any more. There should be a different term, but nobody cared about finding it.”
“It’s not just the meaning of the image that has changed – the act of looking does not have the same meaning. Now, it’s about showing, sending and maybe remembering. It is no longer essentially about the image. The image for me was always linked to the idea of uniqueness, to a frame and to composition. You produced something that was, in itself, a singular moment. As such, it had a certain sacredness. That whole notion is gone.” That was my world and will continue to be it isn’t the problem of the copiers of things in front of them it is my problem for being unable to accept content and quantity as the new normal. Technically excellent void of emotion “What program did you use”? peace pjc
Margo Knis Dance Ensemble Marlboro Ct. 1977
Layered Life Norwich Ct 2002
peace pjc
Photographic Art, film, thought, nuance, metaphor my program.
The pastel dancers brought to mind: “…the photographers will snap us, and you’ll find that you’re in the rotogravure. “ Beautiful photographs.
Thanks Alice, I could write a sonnet about your Easter Bonnet. peace pjc
How about phoneography?