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Showing posts with label New Yorker. Show all posts
Showing posts with label New Yorker. Show all posts
Sunday, July 13, 2014
Loose Stuff ...
Shall we start on the subject of Leicas? It's not like I've talked about that before, is it?
I came across this piece (NSFW) on the internet today. Frankly, his complaints about image quality are hard for me to see, even though I reflexively agree with him, but his rant at the end was an interesting new thought on my old digital vs. analog question. Indeed, I have and regularly use Leicas that are 60 years old. They work great, and it puts me in direct control of the image (no auto functions causing the camera to refuse to fire because it thinks I'm making a mistake, no weird artifacts added by some secondary processing function, and so on ...)
But how long will there be film -- nice, Kodak-made Tri-X, for example -- not to mention the chemistry and so on to process it? I have said that one could take solace in the fact that there are photographers out there still making daguerreotypes and ambrotypes -- techniques from the very earliest days of photography -- but those are processes that use very basic chemicals that can be combined in essentially a home lab. 35 mm Tri-X is not something you can cobble together in your garage.
Back in December, Craig Mod contemplated about this subject in the New Yorker. He told his story of transition from various film cameras, through digital to his positive impressions of pictures shot during one trip on an iPhone. "Tracing the evolution from the Nikon 8008 to the Nikon D70 to the GX1, we see cameras transitioning into what they were bound to become: networked lenses," he wrote. In other words, he sees the whole process of photography shifting as the value of the pictures themselves become increasingly measured by the ability of people to see them through the network. I'm not sure I agree (per the Vivian Maier Test), but it is an interesting thought.
Finally, there's this. Spoiler alert: this is the final sentence: "No doubt, cameras capabilities will continue to improve and amaze, but I wonder as camera design evolves just how much joy will be left in the process of taking photos?" However, the journey to that point is quick and interesting.
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Wednesday, November 27, 2013
And in Yet Other Blogs ...
In a blog on one of my favorite pet peeves -- wanted something for nothing, and failing to value the work that goes into making something seem effortless -- there is the British musician Whitey, who reacted unhappily to a request to use his music for free. Frankly, I do love his reaction, even as it echoes several other similar rants -- one most notably by Harlan Ellison.
His epilog, however, is interesting:
I don’t want payment for everything. I don’t even care that much about money, I give away my music all the time. You and I live in a society where filesharing is the norm. I’m fine with that.
But i don’t give my music away to large, affluent companies who wish to use it to make themselves more money. Who can afford to pay, but who smell the filesharing buffet and want to grab themselves a free plate. That is a different scenario.Now, I'm no absolutist about this. I've often said that if, for example, there's a cause you're really into, and you want to contribute your work, more power to you. I've done it and will happily do it again. But, like Whitey and so many others, I am sick to death with people thinking that creative work -- work made up not of some tangible raw product, but years of hard training and experience -- like photography is something anyone can do and should just be given for free, especially to a commercial enterprise.
However, I do back away from the faint smell of crypto-socialism there. I'm sure he's proud of that, and more power to him -- that's his right -- but the fact that it's a large, affluent company as opposed to a small company or even a charity is, to me, only a question of rates and usage. As someone once told me years ago, when that charity comes to you asking you to shoot their giant fundraiser for free "for the cause," ask: Are you paying for the room, the food, the waiters? Who printed the programs? Did they do that on their own dime "for the cause?" The answer usually comes that you're the only one who is not considered a professional producing something with value.
The fact that it's an affluent company is neither here nor there in the moral question (though an understandable consideration in a practical sense). It reminds me of the priest a few years ago, who as part of his Christmas sermon said it was okay to shoplift from large stores.
Also in the moral realm comes this from PetaPixel about "White Guy Photography." That, according to author Nick Vossbrink, "is the approach which entails traveling, or moving, someplace with the intent of documenting and photographing so as to 'explain' or 'capture' it for others. And the amount of privilege required to start such a project and make those kinds of claims is generally limited to (but not exclusively the domain of) white guys." This I think is a variant on a long held complaint (by me as well as others) that the prizes and other accolades that drive the desire to do these projects all seem to go to stories about the same sort of tragic Third Worlders, preferably of some sort of fashionable minority. The styles of the times may change (slightly) the specifics, but it is often the same through the years.
"I’m done with it, " Vossbrink says, and I've got to agree with him. As he ably puts it: "I’m tired of the outsider view which treats cities as urban jungles full of diversity which have to be tamed. I’m tired of the idea that you can just drive through a culture snapping photos and claim to be presenting it to the rest of us. I’m tired of the idea that non-white or native people are exotic objects. I’m tired of the lack of context which results in the photos providing little to no information about the actual culture being depicted."
So what's the alternative? Frankly, there are tons of interesting stories out there -- a few people have undertaken projects to prove that literally everyone has an interesting story to tell, CBS' Steve Hartman being perhaps the most visible example. But in the end, only two things will bring about change: a public willing to pay to see certain stories, and a shift in the fickle fashion trends of the media elite. In other words: we'll stop getting White Guy Photography when it becomes trendy and rewarding to do something else. So basically, never.
And finally, there's this:
It is perhaps the perfect blog post: Catchy headline with an au courant technobabble term in it, an unexpected pairing of the modern with the historic, and a text that not only relates to both the picture and the hed but actually segues from old to new and back again well while actually teaching you something. Pretty cool.
I'm jealous.
Sunday, August 25, 2013
Now THAT's Writing ...
There's an anecdote that when the miraculous comedy writing team that worked on Sid Caesar's "Your Show of Shows" came up with a great joke, none of them would laugh. They never actually laughed as they wrote some of the best sketch comedy ever. When someone came up with a truly wonderful gag, the rest would simply nod and say, "Yeah, that's funny."
Though I lack that kind of self control, I sometimes feel I want to do something similar -- but with an added tone of awe in my voice -- when I run across truly great journalistic writing. Usually, it's old writing, the kind of reporting that's not done anymore. It's the kind of journalism that was necessary in an age when the reports had to be mailed back, and the news was often days if not weeks old. It was the kind of description that had to be put on the page when there were no 24-hour cable networks, no television at all. You'd be lucky if there was a newsreel, and that usually without synch sound. The reporter had to put you there, and do it only with the written word.
I think that art is too often forgotten today. Look at the complaints when, at the recent "Whitey" Bulger trial, cameras were not allowed in the courtroom. Legions of journalists, used to having their television -- with sound -- and still images, found themselves at a loss when composing reports of the most dramatic mafia trial in recent memory. People were describing murders right out of the movies, old gangsters were staring each other down in the courtroom ... novels have been built on such things, and you can't crank out a decent minute-and-a-half with drawings?
I look at things like Kirke Simpson's 1922 account for AP of the return of the Unknown Soldier from France to Arlington. It won the Pulitzer. Sure, it's sort of antiquated in style, but look at that rich description of the ship slowly moving up the Potomac, the minute guns thumping as she comes. You want to savor the words like a fine wine, rolling them around in your head. Or the articles that triggered this post, in the New Yorker, chosen by editor David Remnick (of whom I am jealous beyond words in general). He points to two separate reports on the Nuremberg trials, both written in 1946, but in a way neither describing the trials per se. Rather, they are rich descriptive stories, telling about the places and people who are what make something like the trial an event worth reporting. Because, when you think about it, an event is rarely a thing unto itself. Rather, it is the actions of people in a place, even when that event seems apart from the people.
Tornado ratings, for example, are not really rating the tornado itself, but its effects on houses and people. There can be (and I suppose are) tornadoes out to sea, away from ships and people, about which we never know ... and never shall. They are not, for us, an event. But what if someone should go out seeking those storms ...
Anyway, great writing, writing like these authors created, now that's something a person can aspire to, something one can wish to create for a magazine or a book or a blog ...
Saturday, September 18, 2010
Remembering NewsTIlt...
It's dead, and even my early thoughts of continuing my content somehow have been lost in the chaotic life I've been living lately, but one of the founders of NewsTilt blogged a post mortem.
It's interesting how he sees it, and explains a few things. For one thing, it turns out their plan was nothing like what I thought I signed up for. They thought they were building a great commentary site for each individual journalist -- post the story and wait for dialog with readers. I thought that's what this is. If I wanted a glorified blog, I'd rebuild Cat Typing into that.
I thought they were building something that could perhaps be described as an online catalog of stories available for resale to other outlets. I was very excited about that thought. I produce material enthusiastically and often, but am a terrible marketer. If someone was going to do all the marketing (and incidentally, all that complicated internet coding crap, which I could learn but don't want to), then great: a perfect match. But in reality, not so much.
I've got to say, he raised my hackles a bit with the comment that the journalists weren't "hungry to succeed," but I think he's just choosing his words poorly. I think his idea of product is just different from mine, perhaps most sharply shown by his frequent admission that he isn't a big news reader. I am a constant news reader. I am a journalist by definition; it's not my job, it's what I am. I am one of those people who, as Christiane Amanpour described it, will run towards the big scary thing everyone else is running away from.
He is a computer guy. He clearly thinks that short stories, delivered quickly and frenetically online, with lots of reader commentary and interactivity is journalism. I thought NewsTilt was an opportunity to work on some of those big think pieces that I had been meaning to get around to. I wanted to do New Yorker, while he was building Gawker or TMZ.
And, apparently, they were expecting me and my fellow contributors to drive readership to NewsTilt, where I expected NewsTilt to drive readership (or rather secondary outlets, and thence readership) to me. See above: I thought it was a marketing scheme. If I could somehow create vast legions of readers, why would I need NewsTilt? Again, I'd just monetize this site somehow. (And, by the way, thank you once again six followers. I know where my readership is...)
The pity is I'm back at Square One, still with product and no outlet or marketing scheme. When I finish moving and various other things, I guess I'll go to Word Press or some such place and rebuild my site with the former NewsTilt content, but then what? How do I go about monetizing this stuff?
Anyway, I forgive him for implying that I wasn't willing to produce product and wasn't hungry for success. But am I the one he mentioned as an Emmy winner when speaking in the same breath as a Pulitzer winner?
It's interesting how he sees it, and explains a few things. For one thing, it turns out their plan was nothing like what I thought I signed up for. They thought they were building a great commentary site for each individual journalist -- post the story and wait for dialog with readers. I thought that's what this is. If I wanted a glorified blog, I'd rebuild Cat Typing into that.
I thought they were building something that could perhaps be described as an online catalog of stories available for resale to other outlets. I was very excited about that thought. I produce material enthusiastically and often, but am a terrible marketer. If someone was going to do all the marketing (and incidentally, all that complicated internet coding crap, which I could learn but don't want to), then great: a perfect match. But in reality, not so much.
I've got to say, he raised my hackles a bit with the comment that the journalists weren't "hungry to succeed," but I think he's just choosing his words poorly. I think his idea of product is just different from mine, perhaps most sharply shown by his frequent admission that he isn't a big news reader. I am a constant news reader. I am a journalist by definition; it's not my job, it's what I am. I am one of those people who, as Christiane Amanpour described it, will run towards the big scary thing everyone else is running away from.
He is a computer guy. He clearly thinks that short stories, delivered quickly and frenetically online, with lots of reader commentary and interactivity is journalism. I thought NewsTilt was an opportunity to work on some of those big think pieces that I had been meaning to get around to. I wanted to do New Yorker, while he was building Gawker or TMZ.
And, apparently, they were expecting me and my fellow contributors to drive readership to NewsTilt, where I expected NewsTilt to drive readership (or rather secondary outlets, and thence readership) to me. See above: I thought it was a marketing scheme. If I could somehow create vast legions of readers, why would I need NewsTilt? Again, I'd just monetize this site somehow. (And, by the way, thank you once again six followers. I know where my readership is...)
The pity is I'm back at Square One, still with product and no outlet or marketing scheme. When I finish moving and various other things, I guess I'll go to Word Press or some such place and rebuild my site with the former NewsTilt content, but then what? How do I go about monetizing this stuff?
Anyway, I forgive him for implying that I wasn't willing to produce product and wasn't hungry for success. But am I the one he mentioned as an Emmy winner when speaking in the same breath as a Pulitzer winner?
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