Picture window with fruit • click to embiggenIn the Vanity Fair article about Robert Frank, he opined that, "There are too many images ... Too many cameras now. We’re all being watched. It gets sillier and sillier. As if all action is meaningful. Nothing is really all that special. It’s just life. If all moments are recorded, then nothing is beautiful and maybe photography isn’t an art anymore. Maybe it never was."
After which the article's author opined, "And maybe it is his fault. Who would believe that a hairy little man could take snapshots of nothing and make millions of dollars?"
Now, we all know that Frank was not taking "snapshots" but, in fact, his pictures do project the appearance of snapshots. That appearance is a big part of their power - the picture's haphazard casualness implies that finding and picturing so many Americans (28,000 photographs) who didn't fit the mold of the American Myth was not a difficult task. They were everywhere, rather commonplace, in fact. Which, as it turned out, was what really pissed off those who were clinging to the Myth.
But, that said, back to Frank's statement about "too many images, too many cameras". This not exactly a new sentiment. Much has been said on the subject and there is no denying that we live in a visual-media saturated world. Throw in the zillions of people with cameras, many of whom lay claim to the moniker of "photographer" and you'd have to be blind (literally) to not notice the overwhelming clutter of pictures - a Tower of Visual Babble, of sorts.
Sifting through the babble is nigh unto impossible. There's no denying that some of the cream still rises to the top but one has to wonder if the embarrassment of visual riches, when taken together with all the visual garbage, doesn't have a deadening, or at least numbing, effect on the senses.
I have been thinking about this notion for a while. My interest in it has intensified recently as I began to scan my 'old' 8×10 color negatives. What I have realized is that during my 8×10 heyday, which spanned 2-3 years, I made approximately 50 negatives. That's a total of 50, not 50 keepers. Aside - I'm quite pleased to say that, upon revisiting these 50 negatives some 25 years later, virtually all of them are keepers.
Compare that number to the over 600 digital-format ku keepers that I have amassed in just the last 5 years - not to mention the thousands of slight variations thereof (bracketing, 'working' the subject, etc.). Of course, this vast difference in 'output' is not totally attributable to digital. These days, I'm working less and enjoying it more, so to speak - I do have much more time to picture for myself now than I did then but ....
Working with an 8×10 view camera, much more so than even with a 4×5 vc, is a very deliberate thing. One must be much more selective in one's selecting if for no other reason than the time it takes, start to finish, to make a single exposure - everything from loading film holders, to setting the camera up, focusing and composing on the ground glass, and, in the case of many of my 8×10s made at dusk, long exposure times (up to 20 minutes). It's not an exaggeration to state that exposing a single sheet of film can take between 45-60 minutes.
That said, it's the being "selective in one's selecting' that I wonder about with digital. The ease of digital - everything from shooting to viewing the 'contacts' - encourages blazing away in manner that, well, discourages being "selective in one's selecting'.
Does this mean that the mere act of being picturing prolific diminishes the prospect of making good/great pictures? I don't think so. Does it mean that there will be more pictures than there might be if everything were still analog? Most certainly, yes. But, does that mean that 'pictures, pictures, everywhere' will cheapen photography as an Art form? I don't know, but I do suspect that that is the real question in all of this.
Wanna venture a shot at an answer?
PS - does the notion of "too many images" being raised by a man who made 28,000 of them in 3 years seems just a bit odd to you?