Tuesday, October 16, 2012

LETTING THE PICTURE DO THE TALKING


 
In honor of the just released book “Talking Pictures” by Ransom Riggs of “Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children” fame, I thought it would be both timely and fun to solicit captioned photos as our newest photo blog entry.  Riggs’ book is a groundbreaking exploration of the written words found on the front or back of snapshots. After this book, I don’t think any of us can look at such photos the same way again.  If the snapshot is about narrative and memory, those with captions just confirm that in an often humorous but sometimes more poignant way.  The book also reinforces the idea that the snapshot is an object, something which isn’t treated by the snapshooter as a sacred piece of visual imagery imbued with artistic import. The images shared by collectors in this blog were ones in which the original owners felt a strong kinship and were compelled to make even more their own by writing something heartfelt or funny on the front or back.  I have decided to let the photos speak for themselves and limit any words by the collector about their favorite photo pick for this blog entry.  These photos still talk to us, even though there are many years which separate the taking of the photo and their inscriptions from our age of digital conversations and photo sharing on Facebook.  The imagery and the accompanying words transcribed on the photo deal in emotions we know and understand and makes what we all strive to save and collect something powerful and, most importantly, something timeless and universal in its appeal.

Please note that you can increase the size of the image by clicking on it.  If you’d like to know more about any of the collectors, you can find biographies here.  The next post will be trick or manipulated images, in honor of  the “Faking It” exhibit now showing at  The Metropolitan Museum of Art.


From the collection of Jim Radke



From the collection of Thomas Harris


From the collection of Nigel Maister


From the collection of John Nichols


From the collection of Clare Goldsmith



 From the collection of Casey Waters


 From the collection of Erin Waters


From the collection of Joel Rotenberg


From the collection of Mark Rotenberg



From the collection of Stacy Waldman


From the collection of Orla Fitzpatrick


From the collection of Nicholas Osborn



From the collection of Pat Street



From the collection of Peter Cohen



From the collection of Robert E. Jackson



From the collection of Ron Slattery



From the collection of Sabine Ocker

 From the collection of Shari Wilkins


From the collection of Barbara Levine
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From the collection of Mark Sullo

Monday, September 3, 2012

SCHOOL DAZE - A LOOK BACK


It was suggested to me that I do a group blog on "School Daze" for the start of school.  That same day, I came across this photo album page and knew that it was meant to be.   There is an interesting assortment of photos below, some typical, some not.   What do you remember when you think back to your school days?

Stacy Waldman


We all have days like this: when the world around us seems to move with a purpose and determination that both eludes and seems to exclude us; when our own confusion, inertia, fear or panic, pushes us to that place where our failure to "keep up," or our sense that we're drowning while others swim confidently forward, provoke in us the overwhelming desire to just stop...to scream in a (probably) futile attempt to still the madness.  This picture captures that moment (at least in my fanciful reading of it): a moment made all the more intense by the blurred figures moving on the diagonal or seen in profile, the foregrounded one with a discernible smirk, the figure to the right (from the viewer's point of view) of our stationary, screaming protagonist, steely and expressionless behind her sunglasses.  What other elements add to this scenario?  The two moving women, with their dark sweaters hold their books primly and confidently in the crook of one arm, while the central girl clutches her possessions with both hands; the moving figures are bare-headed, the screaming girl's scarf covers her ears, its paleness and pattern highlighting her sweater-less blouse.  The camera caught her at the climax of her vocalization: her whole body is seized with the energy of the voice (her bobby-socked feet are on tip toe on the grass).  And then there's that gaping mouth and the scrunched up eyes. This may all have nothing to do with the terrors of school.  She could be hailing an unseen friend or erupting in laughter.  But I like to think that there's an emotional truth in the image: that singular feeling of being overwhelmed by intense frustration in the midst of a world that is indifferent to everything except its own blithely forward momentum.

Nigel Maister
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A photograph of my grandmother, Vivian Libby, c.1910. This was her second grade classroom. Vivian is seated in the second row in from the right - the girl with the big bobbed hair and sad eyes (even at that age she stood out!).

Barbara Levine
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These charming young ladies were attending the Irene Lingo Dance School when this lovely image was captured on May 15, 1947. Their innocence, poise and pride are wonderfully conveyed through the lens of the camera. Clearly, these young dancers were under the tutelage of their instructor as they gracefully formed a line. Matching costumes and dance shoes unify this little troupe in preparation for a recital. One can well imagine the beaming expressions on the proud parent's faces as they watched their daughter's artistic movements onstage. Irene Lingo's school seems to have operated out of the Philadelphia region from at least the 1930s into the late 1940s, performing dance recitals in numerous locations.

Mark Lee Rotenberg
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So who wouldn't want a badge and a leather strap across their chest?

Edward, he's the one with the circle around his head, looks like a volunteer.  I think a few of the other boys might have been drafted!

Janet West
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My photographer friend, Vaughn Wascovich and I spent some time deliberating over the technicalities of this shot. What vintage camera was used? What was the shutter speed? But I feel that this covers it best...A cool autumn day. Kids dressed in their Sunday best for the photographer. Picture day at school. Well behaved children. It appears to be shot in the morning according to the angle of the sun. A warm, lovely sepia panoramic contact print that I found this past July 4th weekend. Not usually fond of group shots, and yet this photo interested me because it pivots around one little girl who is nearly dead center. She's got a self-assured smile and a piercing gaze that looks straight into the camera.

I spent the next few days trying to figure out who she reminded me of and then it dawned on me--Stanley Kubrick's film, "The Shining." A movie where a group photo played an important role at the end of the film.

The little girl's confident smile among the class of 44 students struck me as similar to Jack Nicholson's character, Jack Torrance and his smile amidst a crowd of party revelers at the very end of the movie. One person sure can make a group photograph interesting. And oddly enough, while I don't know the date of this classroom photograph--my best guess is it was taken sometime in the 1920s--the prop photograph from "The Shining" shown at the close of the movie was dated July 4th, 1921.


Shari Wilkins
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This snapshot shows what I imagine to be a one room school house. The image is dated 1919. The posters on the wall are US World War I propaganda: "Hun or Home? Buy More Liberty Bonds," "Remember Belgium," "Beat Back the Hun with Liberty Bonds," "Must Children Die and Mothers Plead in Vain? Buy More Liberty Bonds." Other than that, the walls are empty. This has been one of my favorite snaps for a while now.

Erin Waters
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I am an avid collector of the "graphics" surrounding photography.  I love gem tintype paper frames with their elaborate engravings as well as these simple cardboard frames sold with photo booth or studio shots.  We often forget that in the 20th century, the industry of photography was big business.  It wasn't just about the photo itself; rather for studios and portrait photographers, it was about how to transform the photo into some sort of decorative object which customers would want to purchase as a souvenir or a memento of some event.  And if you had kids, you wanted to have a record of their progress in school and the associated "happy days" which would hopefully be remembered by all in the years to come.

Robert E. Jackson
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A snapshot of three students outside their school - two boys and a seemingly pretty girl (she has really bouncy shiny movie star hair). The boys both face her, however the boy on the right in the cool letterman has just caught the camera's gaze as he eats something out of a container (yogurt? ice cream?). It was at that moment, the artist decides to click.

 I like moments such as this that are candid and somewhat secretive. We don't see the girl, so we can only wonder what she might be saying, however the boy on the left (who is listening) has a queried look like he doesn't know what to say. She was probably just being silly...boy problems, judging from the boys’ reactions.

Great example of teenage style of the 1950s as well!

Aaron Duarte
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Here are a couple of school-related photographs. The first one, ca. 1910, states on the back that these young children are setting off alone on a twelve-mile trek to school (imagine that!) in a box sled built by their father. The horse's name is Daisy; it's not clear whether the dog stays at the farm or goes along. The second photo shows three winter school buses/sleighs with their horses and drivers in front of a nice-looking brick school building.

Pat Street
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Back to school also means back to the gridiron for countless high school and college football teams. While looking through my collection, I realized that I had two very different high school team photos that were both taken in 1915.   First we have the students of the elite Lawrenceville Prep School, located in New Jersey, and the other the high school team is from the small logging community of Blackduck, Minnesota.

I like to imagine what the final score would have been had these two groups of young men been able face off against each other.

Robert Young
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Tuesday, July 31, 2012

AN EROTIC POLAROID, PHOTOBOOTH OR SNAPSHOT

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Thursday, June 7, 2012

A FAVORITE REAL PHOTO POSTCARD

This month I asked for you to share a favorite Real Photo Postcard (RPPC), and below you will find a dandy selection.  Next month: An erotic Photobooth or Polaroid.   Got one?  Drop me a line.   Stacy Waldman

As with inscriptions and captions on “found” snapshots, messages and dates on real photo postcards not only inform the captured moment, but provide a personal connection that preserves the life of the image. For me, the gems are the ones that combine strong amateur photographs with succinct handwritten notes, both of which could survive independently. This real photo postcard possesses all of the important elements. The image is a compelling composition: the geometry of the couple’s interlocking hands and arms capture the viewer’s eye and, ultimately, focus it at the electric connection of the close-eyed kiss, all of which is  enhanced  by the balance of light and shadow and the manner by which the lines of the horizontal clapboards and shutter slats frame the lovers in the doorway.  The blue tone of the cyanotype further  provides a dreamlike quality to the magic moment.  The simple sentiments, “What’s the use of loving if you can’t love all the while?” and “Homeward bound. Jack” are the frosting on the cake.

Mark Glovsky

His eyes just draw you in - and his expression and attitude is strikingly self-possessed.  And then there's that off-kilter compositional element - those splayed feet lifted and put into your face, yet perfectly frame his own face as well.  It's one I often return to for another look.  The postcard formatting on the back indicates it may have been printed around May-November 1910.  I wonder if he made it safely through the later world events of that decade.

Karen Oldfield

 
Most private real photo postcards show people, events, or buildings, but somewhere in the vast world of RPPCs, if you look hard and long enough, you will find everything -- including the kitchen sink. Why would someone take a photograph of a  sink? Because of its low vantage point, maybe this photo was taken by a plumber who was proud of his handiwork. Whoever took this image was good at the craft of photography. It's nicely lit, pleasingly asymmetrical, has great contrast, and fits perfectly in the 3.5" x 5.5" postcard format.

Contrasting with the hard, cold sink is this soft sepia portrait of a nude woman -- a topic almost never seen on a RPPC except as a mass-produced product. This, however, is a private image, printed with a Velox postcard back but never mailed. It's likely that the photographer printed it himself on postcard stock rather than sending it off to Kodak to have it developed. It's erotic yet demure, and has a wonderful "Old Master" quality. The chains around her neck add an elegant touch.

Pat Street

Having probed the market repeatedly as an eBay seller, I find that real photo postcards are seriously undervalued by snapshot people. Why is this? After all, RPPCs are often just snapshots printed on postcard stock.

One important difference between snapshots and RPPCs would even seem to work in our favor as collectors. An RPPC represents a second pass at a picture or pictures already taken. So it allowed for a certain amount of second-order darkroom fiddling, which may or may not have been professional or particularly thoughtful: an RPPC can include an extra layer of ingeniousness, crudity, or total inscrutability. This composite image seems to have been assembled from three separate snapshots. The intended effect is very difficult to guess.

Joel Rotenberg

The photo is by Jose Alemany.  I have no idea how it was made, or why the post card info is on the front, or if that was even intentional.  

Erin Waters

This 1911 real photo postcard depicts a scene from the waning days of tintype photography. The setting is the Athens Interstate Fair, nestled in the rolling hills of north central Pennsylvania, not far from Elmyra, New York. A group of people are gathered in front of the Crystal Tintype Gallery tent, as if waiting for their turn in front of the camera. The shirt-sleeved guy on the right, removed slightly from the rest of the group, may be the photographer, but we have no way of knowing. Google failed me in yielding up any results about his gallery. The shooting gallery to the right adds more interest to the image. And if you look real closely on the left, you can make out samples of the photographer's wares pinned to the tent. I like photos that conjure up a whole little world and this one fits the bill nicely.

Phil Storey

This image is part of a group of trick photo postcards which I bought in Seattle awhile back.  The information noted on the back states that the amateur photographer William F. Peacock of N. Albany, Oregon took this photo of perhaps his son, Virgil, on January 19, 1915.  It is unlike anything I have ever seen in this genre and thus ranks as one of my favorites.
Robert E. Jackson

 
Attached are two scans of RPPCs from my collection.  They are Latvian in origin, from the Capitol Riga. They were taken by J. Eizen. Both depict the interior of a wax mannequin maker's shop.

I've always found wax mannequin heads to be compelling objects.  So when I saw these postcards, my eyes must have bugged out.

David Chow

I must admit I have more interesting photo postcards in my collection.  But this is my favorite. Is it because of the pretty girl, or the football outfit?  Maybe it is because of the subject-- a glass house advertisement.  Well yes, that is part of it as I have been collecting beer and soda bottler memorabilia for 30 years.  It is addressed to W.A. French & Co. Red Bank N.J. who bottled Red Bank from 1875 - 1920.  That is the town I collect and William French is a relative of mine.  See my point!

Glenn Vogel

I've had this postcard in a book for about 12 years.  I bought it the first time I went to Brimfield. That may be why he's special to me.

I hope you like him.

Clare Goldsmith