I Am A Sensitive Artist – John S. Hall

John S. Hall - PoetThe poet, John S. Hall is the author my favorite poem. Summer had his book out last night and I felt compelled to share it here (for future reference).

This poem makes me smile ear to ear and sometimes I just crack up laughing when I read it. I know people that would wear this like a glove. For me, it sums up the pretentious attitude and bullshit that some artists buy into. It’s almost like a religious chant for the fundamental cult of artists.

I am a sensitive artist...

I am a sensitive artist.
Nobody understands me because I am so deep.
In my work I make allusions to books that nobody else has read,
Music that nobody else has heard,
And art that nobody else has seen.
I can't help it
Because I am so much more intelligent
And well-rounded
Than everyone who surrounds me.

I stopped watching tv when I was six months old
Because it was so boring and stupid
And started reading books
And going to recitals
And art galleries.
I don't go to recitals anymore
Because my hearing is too sensitive
And I don't go to art galleries anymore
Because there are people there
And I can't deal with people
Because they don't understand me.

I stay home
Reading books that are beneath me,
And working on my work,
Which no one understands

I am sensitive...
I am a sensitive artist...

Höchst, Deutschland: Portraits On The River

We loaded up and headed up to (north of us) Frankfurt yesterday (Sunday). It was cool and a rained a little bit. The rain has never stopped me from making photographs in the past so I set up and enjoyed the day.

It was the start of the Höchster Schloßfest in Höchst (suburb of Frankfurt). Every two weeks, during the summer, I try to meet with a small group artists (mostly painters) on the big river for Montmartre am Main. It's a beautiful area and there are usually a lot of people interested in what we're doing.

I think I know what I love most about doing this now - it's the "performance" and sharing. While the images are beautiful and I would never minimize that, the thing that I get the most joy from is the excitement and interest of the community. It's beautiful to watch people become totally engaged in my world, with no distractions and nothing pre-occupying them. They're removed from the stress of the world and completely absorbed in the art and performance of photography. That is incredibly satisfying to me. It's like giving a gift and experiencing the happiness, excitement and joy that the receiver pushes back over to you. Anyway, I'm waxing Collodion now.. here are the portraits:


Klaus - 4x5 Alumitype - June 21, 2009


Mirjam - 4x5 Alumitype June 21, 2009


Christian - Whole Plate Alumitype June 21, 2009


Team Q! Rockin' Frankfurt on the river!

1st Annual European Collodion Festival & Bièvre Photo Fair 2009

Amazing, and very fun! I’m gob smacked! Paris was magnificent!

I’ll start by thanking everyone that made the journey for the 1st Annual European Collodion Festival:

Carl and Liz from Glasgow, Scotland
Rebecca and Marti from Barcelona, Spain
Alexei from St. Petersburg, Russia
Dmitry, and Tamara from Moscow, Russia
Stefan and Mario from Vienna, Austria
Indra and Bart from Maastricht, The Netherlands
Eddie from New York, USA


There were my regular photo friends there from Brussels, Gent and Paris. I made some new friends, too. I met Vincent earlier in the day. He’s from Paris and was very interested in getting started in the Wet Plate Collodion process and Joe (an American) that’s been living in Paris for 20 years or so. What a great group of people! I’m honored to know each one.

We arrived in Saclay, France (hotel) Friday afternoon. About 1PM. Carl and Liz had a bump and got stuck on a train and a train station and didn’t get to the hotel until after 4PM. We decided to go into Paris even though it was later than we had planned. After a “sardine in an oven” like ride on the train, we got to where we could jump on the Metro and ended up at the Eiffel Tower at about 7:15PM. We had a dinner date at Martin Becka’s house at 8PM, so we only hung out at the tower for a little while. We jumped into a taxi and headed to Martin’s house. 

It was a lovely evening talking, laughing, eating, drinking and looking at Martin’s new project; cityscapes of Dubai – 16”x20” paper negatives (Calotypes) printed onto an Albumen-like paper – wow! These things were amazing! Martin is a great guy and a wonderful artist/photographer. His wife, Sophie, made us a delicious French meal of beef, vegetables, potatoes, ice cream/fruit, bread, and the cheese! OMG, makes my mouth water thinking about the cheese. Oh, and yes, we drank a few bottles of wine – I counted seven or eight – maybe more. They know how to live – are you listening my American brothers and sisters?

Saturday we slept in. In the early afternoon, we met a lot of the group for lunch in Bièvre. The shopping and consuming of large brass lenses and old wooden cameras started early on Saturday. There was quite a bit of good Wet Plate Collodion stuff, but I really didn’t have time to shop and negotiate with the sellers. I did see some nice stuff though. After lunch we found my booths and started setting up. We used one side for an exhibition space and the other side for the “Collodion Performance” (making plates). In a perfect world, we could have been a bit more  organized – timetables, literature in French (oops) and a tad bit more space. We’re sorting things out for next year – it will be spot on! We had work out Saturday for people to look at and we just kind of relaxed and talked. We had a nice meal and some drinks and headed back to the room for an early Sunday morning.

At 7AM Sunday (Sunday Morning Coming Down), we arrived with the Toyota loaded with camera, dark-box, chemicals, plates, head-brace, etc. to unload at the booths. The only people there were Carl, Liz, Jeanne, Summer and I. We unloaded and setup everything. We were making plates by 9AM. As the light changed throughout the day, it was quite easy to adjust exposure and bounce the light a little bit. I’m not sure how many plates I made, but several of them were taken away and I have 12 plates at home (to be varnished and sent to the sitters). So, I’m guessing close to 20, maybe even more. It was a lot of fun, but like I said, some better organization would help a lot. I have two images that I kept for my collection. These are posted here.

Around noon, Laura (event organizer) came by and said that I had been awarded something and I needed to meet near the county building at 12:30PM. Carl took over the booth with Summer and Liz. Jeanne and I headed to the award ceremony. They gave out about 5 awards and then I heard my name and went up and they gave me a medal, a certificate that says, “Grand Prix de Bièvre”, two wonderful photography books, a tripod, camera bag, etc, etc. a lot of stuff! It was very nice. At some point, I’m sure they will update their web site with the information, too. You can see a small video below – thanks Jeanne!

Along with the award, I was offered at least one exhibition (maybe two) and two workshops in Paris. And, I was offered an article in Photo magazine (Paris). Not to mention a nice spot at the fair next year, too – we’re looking forward to it!

Thanks again to everyone for making this a wonderful memorable event! Merci Beaucoup!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Post Script: I had one bad thing happen on the trip. I didn’t pack this image well enough and it fell out of the packing while we were walking into the hotel. It hit the ground and shattered – it kind of made me sick, but I got over it. I may glue it back together again. That’s what happens when you make photographs on glass, sometimes they break! 

I will post of the portraits I made tomorrow in a different blog.

Collodion Images For Paris

I’m taking this image (below) and some 1/2 plate (CGAs) I made when I lived in the states, to Bievres (Paris). We’re going to do a small exhibition/show there – we should have about five or six people showing work (maybe more).

I like this image a lot (Whole Plate Black Glass Ambrotype). I also like how this presentation of it exaggerates, or esteems the content (some would say it contradicts). I actually glued (epoxy) the BGA to the black glass in the frame. If you wanted to remove it without damaging the image, you could.

I wasn’t sure if I was going to like it, but I do. The distressed image is a nice contrast to the frame and the color/tone of the image matches the frame as well. It conflicts and disorients me, and I like that kind of feeling.

This will be for sale at the show. I’m looking forward to hearing what people think about the work and the Wet Plate Collodion process.

This piece was later reframed and sold at the "Glass Memories" exhibition.

Summer Sings At Graduation 2009 & Mannheim Idol

Summer sang the German National Anthem and the American National Anthem at the 2009 Mannheim High School graduation ceremony yesterday at Congressforum in Frankenthal, Germany. She has an amazing voice and to hear the anthem is quite moving. No (Grandmas and Grandpas) Summer didn’t graduate yesterday, she graduates 2010!

It was a hectic day. She had to be in Heidelberg at 0745 to take her SAT. That went until 1230 and then we had to drive to Frankenthal (~40km) to get to the graduation ceremony on time. Summer and I were suppose to be there at 1330 – we made it. They asked me to photograph the graduation ceremony, too. It was a very nice ceremony in a very nice facility.

After that, we ended up going out for a bite to eat and in a weird series of events, Summer got picked up for the Mannheim Idol competition. It’s the post (MWR) sponsoring it, but should be fun to watch her crush the competition! I’ll be sure to shoot some video and post it.

 
Summer singing the anthem – I think it’s cool how there is a couple second delay on the big screen.

Collodion Workshop: Budapest, Hungary

My head spins a little bit when I think about how to tell the stories and describe the adventures we go on with words and a few still images. It’s a lot like trying to explain how to tie your shoelaces over the phone – impossible, but I’ll try.

Budapest workshop students.

We arrived in Budapest, Hungary Friday afternoon. It was an 8.5 hour drive. It was problem free and beautiful. We drove in four countries in one day; Germany, Austria, Slovakia, and Hungary – 1000 kilometers – averaging 140 kmph – 160 kmph.

 

In the Budapest Photo House- skylight studio and all!

I have two friends from Budapest named Zoltan. Zoltan F. and Zoltan K. Zoltan F. lives in Jerusalem. And Zoltan K. lives in Budapest and invited me to do a Wet Plate Collodion workshop there.

Zoltan K. has a major exhibition coming up in September and wanted to spend a couple of days working in the process both as a refresher (he attended the workshop in Vienna last year) and to see what it would be like working in his studio with natural and artificial light.

Budapest is split into two very distinct areas; Buda, the “suburban”, mountainous side and Pest, the flat, urban side. The Danube splits the city. It’s a wonderful city. It’s beautiful, interesting and full of diversity. It reminded me of a blend of Paris and Barcelona. The people are very nice and the city is full of art, culture, and history.

One of the most interesting sites we visited was The Great Synagogue on Dohány Street. It’s the second largest synagogue in the world. We also had a wonderful meal at Rosenstein’s Restaurant, an appropriate transition following the synagogue visit.

The Great Synagogue - it lives up to its name - amazing! I have to admit that I was moved by the beauty and size of the synagogue. It still bothers me that they have to have the police guarding synagogues and anything Jewish here. In Berlin, I saw the same thing – they are huge targets for the nut-jobs of the world.

I bought two really cool black velvet kippahs. One has, “The Great Dohany Street Synagogue – Budapest, Hungary” on the inside. I collect kippahs. I have them from Worms, Germany, Prague, Czech Republic, and some other places, and now Budapest. I wanted to be able to collect something from wherever I go that has significant Jewish history; kippahs seem to work for me that way. We picked up some Klezmer music, too. Summer bought a really cool book called, “Beyond the Nose.” All in all, it was a great experience seeing Europe’s largest synagogue and collecting a few items to remember it by.

We visited the Hungarian House of Photography - Manó Mai House, too. The 19th century skylight studio was beautiful. It would be wonderful to setup and make portraits in that space for a day – or even a few hours! The images would be mind-twisting, for sure. It’s beautiful light!

The workshop was successful, too. There were four people in attendance; Zoltan (the host), Walter (from Oslo, Norway), Szabina, and Zolt. Zolt and Szabina are Hungarian and work with Zoltan.

The Great Synagogue - Budapest, Hungary Zoltan has a beautiful studio nestled at the top of a hill on the Buda side of the city. It’s both spacious and high-end. He’s put a lot of time, effort and money into it, for sure. Budapest this time of year is full of UV light – Collodion loves it there! His studio has a lot of windows, too. You can make plates by natural UV or by artificial lights. He had a 3000 Kelvin mono-light we blasted through a scrim – it was perfect. Exposures were between 4 and 8 seconds.

Zoltan has a large exhibition coming up and wants to make photographs of Hungarian Ballerinas in Wet Plate Collodion. I saw the space of his show – it’s mind-blowing huge! It’s an enormous (beyond enormous) atrium and three levels of galleries. It’s really beautiful right in the middle of the city. He made some really nice “test” or example plates during the workshop of one of Budapest’s top ballerinas. He’s going to do very well with the craft and the concept of Wet Plate Collodion.

Walter is from Oslo, Norway. He was going to go to the United States for a workshop, but ended up attending mine. I’m glad he did. He had some great stories and has a real passion for photography. He made a couple of really beautiful images. One of them was a Whole Plate Alumitype of Summer and it looked like it was made by someone who had several years experience in the process. I was impressed.

It was nice to sit and have a beer or two and dinner with him after a long day of Collodion work, too. He stayed in the same hotel as us. There have been a lot of Norwegians in my workshops – this is a good thing. They seem to bring a sense of passion and love for the craft. And they always have great stories about Norway. We hope to make it to Scandinavia in September, our fingers crossed! I just hope we can afford it, it sounds very expensive there.

Walter (left from Oslo) and Zoltan, showing off their "black paws" from the Collodion workshop.Szabina and Zolt both did an outstanding job with the process. They both made wonderful images and seem to really like the process. Szabina is very photogenic. Summer asked her to sit for her. The result was a beautiful little 4x5 Alumitype of Szabina looking like a 1940s American film actress – gorgeous! The portrait of Zolt rocks, too! I really like the backwards, “Lucky’s Auto Parts” on his t-shirt. The whole workshop was a lot of fun! In the end, it was about passionate people working in a process and history that mirrors that passion so well. We had a little (private) exhibition at the end of the workshop on Sunday – wow, the plates all together looked so sweet! It was hard to believe all of that work was created in a couple of days by a handful of people. It made me proud and happy.

Szabina, 1940s Style by Summer Jacobson Europeans, for the most part, seem more intense and more engaged with learning the process than Americans (my apologies to my American brothers and sisters, just trying to be honest). In reality, I’ve taught a lot more Europeans than Americans, so maybe I’ve forgotten what Americans are like in a Wet Plate Collodion workshop. It’s been a while since I’ve been engaged with Americans. Europe has been my classroom for Wet Plate Collodion and I’m honored to have had the opportunity to teach so many here. I hope I can do that all the way to the end (2011?). I also hope that everyone here that I teach will teach 10 more and that they will teach 10 more and so on and so forth. That’s my goal. Unlike so many teaching workshops, I want to give people the tools and knowledge to pass it on to others and support them to do that.

 

My dream, a Skylight Studio! 

Szabina - Budapest, Hungary
Waler's plate of Summer. 
Zoltan and Zolt working on a plate. 
And once again, The Great Synagogue!
Summer assisting Walter with varnishing.
Zoltan's plate of one of Budapet's top ballerina dancers.
Zoltan's #2 - great images!

Zoltan's image of Zolt. 
Walter's image of Zoltan exposed through the glass (plate in camera backwards).
The Stars of David are amazing - all over the Synagogue
Makeup!
I couldn't resist!

Collodion Portraits

This is one of those posts where I should be elated, but I'm not (so much).

I prepared all week to make some images for the Getty Conservation Institute today. The Getty invited me (and others) to be part of their project called, "Preserving the Chemical Photography Era". I got the invite months ago, but between my book and DVD, workshops, Wet Plate Day, and life, I haven't had the chance to do the work. However, I almost succeeded today.

One of my many weaknesses is perfectionism. Not on everything, and certainly not in every situation. But making plates for the Getty Institute tends to bring the proclivity for "perfection" out.

The irony is, I'm working in Wet Plate Collodion photography, "perfection" doesn't exist. In fact, I've written many times about how I love the imperfection of the process - how do I reconcile that? The project isn't even about what I'm trippin' on - it's really kind of a "geek" project. A cool geek project, I might add.

They are analyzing different photographic (chemical) techniques and documenting how the image was produced. It's for future generations to identify images they have no clue about. When they discover the 5000 glass plates that I will have stored in my attic, they'll know what they are looking at and how they were made. Cool stuff.

My dilemma is a personal one; I don't feel that these images are worthy of the Getty. Primarily because I scratched the surface on #2 and it looks like shit now. I was so pissed, I almost had an anxiety attack, I'm serious. I flipped out. It was THE perfect image. I wanted to brush a mark off of the top of the glass and my finger left a huge mark on the plate, I was sick and wanted to scream. It took me two hours to get the image and it was gone in a fraction of a second. Even through I ruined #2, I think I still may put it in my book. What do you think, would you? I like #1, I distressed (forgive me) it on purpose, I really like his expression and "presence" in it. The piece of Collodion gone from the bottom right side doesn't bother me at all on that one. 

Anyway, I'm not sending them to the Getty, but wanted to share them with you. I have to say, they had the potential to be some of the best images I've ever made. Maybe next week.

#1 Whole Plate Black Glass Ambrotyoe (6.5"x8.5") May 9, 2009 - Viernheim, Germany
#2 Whole Plate Ambrotype (6.5"x8.5") May 9, 2009 - Viernheim, Germany Later broken and then purchased in Paris.

Puppet Shows & German Neighbors

The world is a strange place and so much of it is relative. In other words, we seek truth, we want truth, and sometimes we even believe we have truth, but most of the time it’s not truth at all, only our interpretation of truth. (Please keep in mind when I say “truth” I’m referring to "reality" – mostly).

I have a funny and relevant story to tell you now that I’ve laid that ground work. I’m writing it down, because I want to refer to it when I see something and assume that I know what it is without inquiring or doing research about it. It will force me to ask questions and do the research before I make up my mind as to what it is I’m seeing, reading or listening to, I hope.

In Germany, you’re always being watched. At least to some degree. If you have 80 year-old German neighbors, like we do, most likely, everything you do that can be observed, will be observed. I have my own opinions on why this is, but it would defeat the point I’m trying to make and would take much longer to write about than I have time for (I have to be in a certain mood and a certain frame of mind to "blog" – I just can’t "turn it on" whenever I want).

Anyway, our neighbors, the Knopps (Ka-Nops) let our landlord know that they were very upset about us putting some plastic in the wrong recycle bin. We have four, yes four, recycle bins: paper, Gelbe (yellow sack, for plastic, wrappers, etc), Bio (for coffee grounds, food waste, etc.), and Abfalle (yard waste, leaves, grass clippings, tree limbs, etc.).

The Knopps inspect what’s in the bins and keep a tight reign on recycling waste. Sometimes, we make mistakes, but not often. On a side note, about a month ago, not far from here, a German man beat his neighbors to death for putting the yard waste in the wrong bin – true story. The Knopps also told our landlords that we need to spend more time on our yard and sweeping the street on Saturday morning (German ritual – to stave off chaos).

Now you have a good sense of what our neighbors are like (which is typical here) let me tell you the rest of the story. The Knopps had one last thing to tell our landlords about us. Most every weekend, you can find me, and a lot of times Summer, making photographs (Wet Plate Collodion) on our winter garden. The Knopps can see what we do – so I would imagine they’ve watched us make a lot of photographs. But going back to my original point, what the Knopps watch is not two artist’s working in their studio making photographs, they see the American neighbors putting on puppet shows, yes, I said puppet shows. They mean this in a derogatory way, too. Does that blow your mind? I can understand why they “see” that. The camera is always facing the opposite way from their view and every time someone goes under the dark-cloth it must look like a performance as the sitter is looking on and sometimes holding props or wearing some kind of costume. I can’t imagine what the dark-box represents – maybe that’s where we make the puppets? Can you imagine what they’re thinking as they are watching the puppet show from the crack in their window blind? Wow! I was blown away and literally started laughing when I heard this and it’s been on my mind since. I now refer to making Wet Plate Collodion photographs, as a puppet show - “Hey Summer, do you want to do a puppet show today?”