civilized ku # 45 ~ the mighty Penn & the mighty pen
I'm back in the saddle again ... but this time I'm a bit restless because the saddle's got a burr in it. Rather than just a single-pointed burr, this one is more nettle-like - lots of little irritating hairs - so it's a bit complicated to figure out.
One thing I do know about it is that one of the more irritating points is about The Landscapist. After having some time to speak a big part of my piece and, in the process, deal with and resolve some personal hanging chad issues (photography-wise), I am re-evaluating the idea of blogging. The thought process revolves mainly around the concept of what's in it for me?
From all of your many email cards and letters I know that many of you enjoy and appreciate The Landscapist. By all accounts it gives cause for many of you to think about the medium of photography beyond the equipment/technique/entertainment bounds. Good for you. I'm glad to be of service.
As much as I enjoy climbing into the pulpit (almost everyday) and sermonizing, I need more than just the wife to tell me I'm full of s*** (or whatever). By all accounts, you're out there thinking and I really want to read and see what it is you're thinking about. Chantal did a great job last week of doing just that. Don't more of you have something to show and tell? The Guest Photographers Forum is open to all (just ask for the keys) and I think I would also like to extend the invitation for journal entry content from anyone who is interested.
In the best of all worlds, I would like to assemble a cast of regular contributors - and not-so-regulars as well - who can add their occasional 2 bits/bytes to the proceeedings.
Any takers?
And, PS - is the Mighty Penn really America's Greatest Living Photographer?
Featured Comment: Robert wrote; 'The Vogue looks so out of place... which is probably the point. Hey, did I get it right?'
my response: well, sort of. The Voque was rather 'out of place' - not exactly the type of reading you expect to find in a cabin on an island in a 'wilderness' setting. But.. the genius being in the details, what struck me as really odd was the cover article about photographer Irving Penn - I felt kind of like Rick in Casablanca ..."Of all the gin mills in all the towns, in all the world, she walks into mine..." I mean what are the chances that of all the rental cabins, in all the Adirondacks, a Vogue magazine 'walks' into mine? And not just any Vogue, but one that has a cover article naming Irving Penn (the mighty) as 'America's Greatest Living Photographer'.
Weird karma.
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The Vogue looks so out of place... which is probably the point. Hey, did I get it right?
[show]: summer on the prairie.
[tell]: More literal and relaxed. Echoes of my earlier prairie waters photographs while continuing to be obsessed with how the prairies look and how completely they've been transformed. But at the same time subject to the whims of nature. And yeah, I still love a big sky and shiny colours. And yeah, the roads show up again too.
Hey Eric - always happy to know you're around the place and thanks for the update on your picturing - very, very good stuff.
To add to the oddity, I was actually the person who brought the Vogue to the camp.