Bonus Karma: Colleen Plumb’s “Animals Are Outside Today”

Bonus karma: credit for effort that is over and above and aside course requirements, often referred to as “extra credit.”

This came up only sporadically in class on Thursday and Friday, so here’s a reminder to get to the March 4 reception for the exhibition at the place called Brushwood, in Riverwoods. I suspect it’s a venue not unlike the Wauconda Ansel show. Travel east on Lake-Cook Road, past Milwaukee Avenue; turn left on Portwine to its end, left on Riverwoods to the Ryerson Conservation Area.

Ms. Plumb’s artist’s statement says, in part: “…Henry Beston stated regarding animals in his book, The Outermost House: ‘They are not brethren, they are not underlings; they are other nations, caught with ourselves in the net of life and time, fellow prisoners of the splendor and travail of the earth.’

“Contradictions define our relationships with animals. We love and admire them; we are entertained and fascinated by them; we take our children to watch and learn about them. Animals are embedded within core human history—evident in our stories, rituals and symbols. At the same time, we eat, wear and cage them with seeming indifference, consuming them, and their images, in countless ways.

“Our connection to animals today is often developed through assimilation and appropriation; we absorb them into our lives, yet we no longer know of their origin…  This series moves within these contradictions, always questioning if the notion of the sacred, and the primal connection to Nature that animals convey and inspire, will survive alongside our evolution.”

In this particular case, don’t read the Reader (nor do the wind, the sun, or the rain) so you won’t witness the indignity of the review’s senseless link to an article about a good restaurant’s serving of pigtails. I may have noticed this because I may be ADHD (“Look! A bird!”).

http://ryersonwoods.org/p/artExhibition.html

http://www.colleenplumb.com/

 

Make a Chain, and Don’t Break It

TT Patton, here in downtown Barrington, has offered to provide postage for letters and postcards mailed from their store during February (I’m late to the table) as part of the Month of Letters Challenge: http://ttpatton.com/2012/01/31/you-write-we-post-together-we-celebrate/ which takes place in the spirit of NaNoWriMo and the late lamented SoFoBoMo (look ’em up for yourself).

Jamie (she of BACT fame) proposed that she would shoot a certain number of negatives per week this semester–as a discipline, but also intuiting that it does a body good. Lenten discipline often prompts a negative stimulus (“I’m giving up… homework!”) but it works the same way. Jerry Seinfeld is known for “not breaking the chain”: http://lifehacker.com/281626/jerry-seinfelds-productivity-secret?tag=softwaremotivation

The point is to generate work on a more regular basis, not waiting for one’s Muse to strike.

http://prosedoctor.blogspot.com/2012/02/project-does-its-work-on-you.html

Long ago, I aspired to emulate Ken Josephson’s pattern of attending to photography one way or another on a daily basis. Why would it be otherwise? Mr. Steiglitz referred to weekend shooters in a derogatory tone in the era when the hand camera was first trendy (along with bicycles). The key in many domains is to attend to one’s endeavors consistently: piano practice, creative camerawork, poetry, cycling, omelet-making, bonsai, meditation… whatever. It’s not easy.

Dear Erin

A Photo Devoto alumna writes: “What do feel is the biggest problem facing photography today?”

Musicians work together; actors collaborate; writers interact (however tenuously); educators collaborate perforce, as do politicians. Of these professions, perhaps we’re most like writers, in that we don’t have many situations in which we can truly collaborate.

Mr. Andrews, of Oregon or Nevada or Oklahoma, puts it nicely: “Prints are currency. Jpegs are not. Most of us are sitting on a motherlode. Maybe we’re hoping to sell our photos or have them collected by someone or using them to prop up the kitchen table or who knows. Why not let them circulate? Give them away. Swap them. Mail them to strangers. Post them on street poles. Get them out into the world. Maybe they’ll meet a cruel end but some will wind up in caring hands, and at least every photo will have an opportunity. Chances are after you’re dead, some of these photos will still be out there. The more you give the better your odds. Not to mention it feels good.”

Kirk Tuck, at http://visualsciencelab.blogspot.com/2011/09/is-print-dead-was-analog-photography.html#more says: “We need to make and share more prints.  That’s where the rubber meets the contextual road.”

Videos, videos, schmideos.

Errol Morris speculates incisively about truth, art, and propaganda: http://www.guardian.co.uk/commentisfree/video/2011/dec/26/errol-morris-photography-video

Joseph Herscher perpetuates a revered tradition and keeps it fresh: http://www.nytimes.com/2012/01/08/nyregion/brooklyns-joseph-herscher-and-his-rube-goldberg-machines.html?_r=1&hp

It’s the big Seven Seven for E. Aron!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cPHiCCbcsHE

Francesca

http://lightbox.time.com/2011/11/04/retrospective-looking-back-on-francesca-woodman%e2%80%99s-prolific-career/#1

In the era during which the huge school gallery kept its own library of art books, our department secretary objected to keeping the Francesca Woodman monograph there. Now, some people have a shallow opinion of her (too emo): http://www.largeformatphotography.info/forum/showthread.php?t=84815

We missed the telecast, but it’s available. See what you think.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qu9LSFFnn54

The Rostromedial Prefrontal Cortex — Holiday Gemini Edition

 

It’s one thing to have Ella’s recording of “Sleigh Ride” stuck in one’s head, especially the ending sung as triplets on a descending blues scale; but why in the world would it be alternating with Cat Mother and the All Night Newsboys?

Yeesh. Happy hip holidays.

 

W. o’ W: Robert Adams

“Most photographs would never be taken were it not for an impulsive enjoyment, a delight that is notably free of big ideas.”

A Slice of Darkroom Life

Here’s a representative sample of a day when everything was clicking on all cylinders: yesterday. Simple and not-so-simple picture ideas are flowing of late. Oh, there is an amount of dust, but the volume of well-exposed negatives, rendered as lively prints–or even, in some cases, as modest work prints–is impressive. In no particular order:

Bianca Adams, Chanelle Biangardi, Michelle Bordenet, Tom Clement, Amanda Dee, Avery Epstein, Nicole Galanti, Emma Haney, Justine Kaszynski, Duyen Le, Brittany Lukowicz, Caroline Mierzejewski, Krista Moore, Corey Nguyen, Palak Shah, Victoria Taylor, and Ashlie Zimmerman.

Thanksgiving, 1943

(Photograph by Warren Joadwine.)

 

Ouch.

We’re “appropriating” this at the suggestion of a man called Ctein, who has been generous with text on more than one occasion.

“What artists can expect, though, is that people should not be insulting to their faces. I don’t think that’s unreasonable. In fact, if Mike didn’t block jerky comments from being posted, I wouldn’t write for him. I don’t put up with that kind of crap. Nobody should have to.

It seems like half the people on the Internet have come down with the web equivalent of Asperger’s Syndrome: they think that they may blindly speak the truth as they see it with no regard to other people’s feelings and that people should not take offense simply because they are speaking their mind. Well, sorry, Charlie, that’s not how people work. At least, not the emotionally whole ones.

Artists can’t expect everyone to like their work. But their audience also has no reason to expect the artist to accept obnoxious and gratuitously rude behavior.

I’ve had people politely, even regretfully tell me they didn’t care for my work. I am kind and respectful towards them, because I don’t expect the majority of people to like my work. I tell them they’re in a majority. And I’m cool with that. This makes them feel better. Sometimes it even makes them feel better about me. And on occasion, it has made them feel better about my art. A win-win all around.

I’ve also had people approach me abusively, expecting me to somehow be happy for their lack of manner and grace. For them I have a form letter I came up with a long time ago, back when letters to the editor were rare and one would only occasionally get one that ran in the vein of “If Ctein knew his elbow from… then he’d know…” It reads like this:

Dear Sir or Madam,

My deepest apologies. 

I seem to have created the impression that I am obliged to respond to any and all correspondence, no matter how insulting or rude it may be. I sincerely regret any inconvenience this may have caused you.

I am not.  

Ctein

Feel free to steal it. I can tell you that on those rare occasions I feel compelled to send this to someone (less than once a year), they never, ever dare to write back.

The pen is not mightier than the sword…. But it can easily be more poisonous.”