Rain drops and puddles

I for one have a tendency to leave my camera at home on days that are heavy laden with rain.  It makes sense.  You’ve got to get yourself one of those fancy rain enclosures for your camera or have a significant other, who is willing and friendly enough to hold an umbrella over your head.

However BBC News recently challenged its photographically inclined readers to send in their best rain/puddle shots and the results, in my opinion, are pretty astounding. 

Rain and wetness are, if not magical, then at least transforming.  Dull pebbles at the beach or in a stream become magnificent” gems.”. Urban settings come alive with the reflection of street lights, especially at night. And then there is the blurred out image as sheets of rainwater run down a window.  It can be quite enthralling, and the BBC News series has a number of just beautiful photographs.  My personal favorites are Neil Harvey’s picture of a woman sitting and having a beverage at an outdoor table, under a massive umbrella, and talking on the cell phone  untroubled by the deluge around her. And then there is Sambid Vilas Pant’s just wonderful image of a two drops or rainwater forming at the tip of a spoke on an umbrella. 

And it is raining heavily today.  That gives me an idea…

Glenn McDuffie dies at 86

One of the truly iconic photographs of the world war two era is Alfred Eisenstadt’s Iconic image of a sailor kissing a nurse on VJ Day – the end of the war.  While Eisenstadt, who died in 1995, never said who the sailor was, navy veteran Glenn McDuffie long claimed that he was the “kissing sailor.”  While others also shared this claim, McDuffie’s story was backed up by a forensic scientist, who said that McDuffie’s face matched the bone structure of the sailor in the picture. 

McDuffie was changing trains in New York City, when he heard that the war was over and that his brother would be released from a Japanese prisoner of war camp. “I was so happy. I ran out in the street,” McDuffie told the Associated Press years later. “And then I saw that nurse,” he said. “She saw me hollering and with a big smile on my face … I just went right to her and kissed her. “We never spoke a word,” he said. “Afterward, I just went on the subway across the street and went to Brooklyn.”

Setting the record straight on selfies

Figure 1 - The world's first selfie, a daguerreotype by taken 1839.  In the Library of Congress, from the Wikipedia, and  and in the public domain.

Figure 1 – The world’s first selfie, a daguerreotype by taken by Robert Cornellius in 1839. In the Library of Congress, from the Wikipedia, and and in the public domain.

Yesterday the TV networks and internet were all above about former United States Secretary of State Colin Powell’s sixty year old selfie.  Did Colin Powell invent the selfie as kinda implied by some new media. Well not so much!  Significantly, Powell does not claim to have invented the selfie, anymore than Vice President Al Gore ever said that he invented the internet.  Still it’s worth setting the record straight. Readers of this blog are already aware that throughout the history of photography this mirror type selfie has been a common trick – witness our discussion of Vivian Maier, whose self-portraits were contemporary with Sec. Powell’s. Hers were also taken in the mirror.

Figure 1 - 1865 "rotating" self portrait by Nadar, from the Wikipedia, in the Bibliothèque Nationale de France, and in the public domain because of its age.

Figure 1 – 1865 “rotating” self portrait by Nadar, from the Wikipedia, in the Bibliothèque Nationale de France, and in the public domain because of its age.

What is widely considered to be the world’s first photographic selfie, remember that the self-portrait has been a time honored form in portraiture, was a daguerreotype was taken in November or December of 1839 by Robert Cornelius.  This is shown in Figure 1.  Perhaps, more interesting is Figure 2, which shows an animation of the 1865 “revolving” self-portrait by the great nineteenth century French photographer Nadar, of balloon over the French village of Petit-Becetre fame..

It’s not true that no idea is original it’s just that we are off here by 120 years!

Towards an ethics for photography

My discussion about science and the baby picture yesterday got me thinking not only about accountability, but about ethics – and in particular the ethics of photography.  In science there is a fundamental ethics against, misleading people and this translates to a very precise set of rules about how, indeed mostly how not, to manipulate images.   The essential tenet of this is the preservation of quantitative information both in terms of intensities or grey values and spatial distributions.  Actions like burning and dodging are big no-no’s. So scientists don’t want to fake data, and you don’t want your scientists to fake data.  All scientists, even the frauds, understand this ethic.

The key to all of this is not to mislead.  But as soon as we leave the realm of science, do we leave behind this taboo?  In general many people would say that faking pictures or altering pictures for political gain is bad, that altering press photographs is bad.  But when we hit the realm of advertising, as we have seen, do all limitations collapse in the quest for financial gain.  Why does this become acceptable?  And don’t hide behind the coattails of art.  Anything goes in art; and advertising is an extension of art.

Where I think that ethics in photography, outside of science, really comes ultimately  into play relates to photographs that are mean, demeaning, or vulgar – faked or not.  I’ve seen a lot of images on popular photo-sites on the web, which I would characterize as vulgar.  They’re not truly pornographic just vulgar in that demean and therefore marginalize a particular group, most often women.

Again you cannot hide behind a smokescreen of political freedom and artistry. The problem, of course, is that we want to protect artistic freedom, and this opens the door.  The ethics to photography has to lie in the basic recognition of human dignity, a fundamental right of privacy, and of protection of the vulnerable, like children.  As always, there is the question of personal taste and sensibility.  One person’s pornography is another’s art. Yes, but the reality is that most of us, just like scientists, share an intrinsic and common understanding of when the line has been crossed, and while we cannot preach and absolute ethic, we can aspire to one.

Imaging a new future

Today is when I proselytize about the new future that science is offering us.  I say offering because in the end that is all that we scientists can do.  We provide the human race with choices, and these can often be used for either good or bad.

But to make a long self-righteous moment short, I was looking at images in a spare moment today and came across this wonderful picture by Oli Scarff of Getty Images showing this rather cute little fellow named Leo.  Leo is nine months old and he is taking part in an experiment at the Birkbeck Babylab Center for Brain & Cognitive Development, in London.. Leo is outfitted with a halo of electroencephalogram electrodes (he’s even managed to pop one of them) to study brain activity while he examines various objects.

From the Birkbeck Baby lab’s website we have what that their mission is to learn:

  •  how babies recognize faces
  •  how babies learn to pay attention to some things and not others
  •  how they learn to understand what other people do and think, and
  •  how their language and understanding of the world develops

As a picture this photograph tells a wonderful story.  Baby Leo is happy.  The smile and the beautiful catch light tell us this. He is deeply involved in his work.  It is interesting how strong the association of pink with girls.  Because of the strong pink background, our first assumption is that Leo is a girl.  Of course, we wonder what he is thinking.  We even wonder how he is thinking.  And that after all is the whole point.

 

Abandoned store

Figure 1 - Abandoned store Sudbury, MA, (c) DE Wolf 2014.

Figure 1 – Abandoned store Sudbury, MA, (c) DE Wolf 2014.

There is what I assume to be an old store at the intersection of Haynes Road and Pantry Lane in Sudbury, Massachusetts.  It’s on my alternate road to work; so I pass it often and keep cataloging it as a building to be photographed.  I’ve gone there camera-ready several times, but the light was never quite right.  Recently, I’ve noticed that the early morning light is good this time of year, but stopping on the way to work has been impossible with the traffic.  By this time of year most of the snow has solidified into walls of ice on the sides of the road side.  You feel like you are driving in some kind of tunnel.  So there is never a way to safely pull over during rush hour.

In any event. on Sunday I took advantage of the shift in time (spring ahead) to stop and take a picture of this building.  The result is shown in Figure1.  I moved progressively into the scene and in the end I settled upon this door and window shot.  I love the peeling paint and the little flag that is always there.  I surprised myself by deciding that I favored color for the photograph.  It was not my original intent.  However, I realized that the colors of the building are part of what really appeals to me about the little structure, particularly the red, white, and blue of the tiny flag against the warm brown wood.  I am pretty happy with the end result.

Whoo gives a hoot?

Figure 1 - What a hoot! (c) DE Wolf, 2014.

Figure 1 – What a hoot! (c) DE Wolf, 2014.

There is a popular television commercial here in the States for GEICO insurance.  The commercial starts with a husband and wife in a car.  The husband is being a bit of a know-it-all until his wife ask him whether he knows that not all owls are wise, and then the scene shifts to the forest, where the lady owl says to her husband owl: “Don’t forget that I’m having lunch with Megan tomorrow.”  The husband owl responds “Whoo.” And as the conversation continues, it becomes clear that he is not paying a feather’s worth of attention and keeps responding: “Whoo.”

I had this poor fellow in mind this past Sunday when I was visiting our local farm-stand and came across the fine fellow of Figure 1.  What a hoot!

 

Long shadows, simple gifts, and tomatoes

Long Shadows with Simple Gifts, (c) DE Wolf 2014.

Figure 1 – Long Shadows with Simple Gifts, (c) DE Wolf 2014.

I have spoken about the long shadows of a New England winter.  It is now March and near the equinox.  The sun is higher and in its own way casts long shadows bathed in a warming light.  It is a special time of year.  It is important to remember that all times of year are a simple gift to us.  One unique feature of a March light in northern climates is that when the sun is low it is unimpeded by trees, which have yet to put on summers leaves.

I was struck on Saturday morning by the bright rays of light entering my kitchen and the long shadows cast.  So I experimented with a few photographs that my mind created.  First is Figure 1, which I call “Long shadows with simple gifts” in honor of the Shaker like forms of the table legs on hardwood floors.  It seemed to call for a slight warm tone to emphasize the warmth of the light and to recall the original color of the wood. Figure 2, I entitle “Long shadows with tomatoes.”  I was really struck with the curious shadow cast by the handle of the kitchen faucet. I left it strictly in black and white.

I would rate these as almost successful.  With Figure 1, I did not quite achieve the effect that I wanted.  But every photograph is a learning experience.  And I guess that it is important to recognize that tomatoes can be glorious even in black and white.

Figure 2 - Long Shadows with Tomatoes, (c) DE Wolf 2014.

Figure 2 – Long Shadows with Tomatoes, (c) DE Wolf 2014.

A woman in the rain

Well, it is Sunday.  Readers will be happy to know that as of Friday women of Massachusetts are “safe” from upskirting!

I always enjoy at week’s end to scan the photo sites in search of beautiful images from the week – something to take my mind off all the gruesome news from around the world.  And today I was really struck by the oh so simple beauty of an image by Red Huber of the Orlando Sentinel showing a women with an umbrella walking passed a boarded up building on Washington Street in Orlando’s downtown.

I really love this picture: the soft pastels, the rain, the water running down and blurring the window so that the image is just so smeared out.  Then, of course, there is the beautiful young woman and the intent look on her face as she is determined to keep both herself and the papers that she is carrying dry against the deluge.

We have spoken before about the days of film and the unique artistic characteristics of various films.  And really this was the first aspect of the image that came to my mind when I saw it.  Pastels to me spell Kodachrome.  But a reader recently reminded me of the wonderful properties of Agfachrome so I am in a conundrum.  Perhaps some of the cognoscenti out there would like to share their impressions.  In the meantime bravo to Red Huber.