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Fall is a weird (in a good way) season where you live.
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(In a weird way)
I’m not a big fan of composed stuff, but you make incredible images! Wonderful! :)
Thanks so much Harrie. As a change of pace sometimes, I prefer the richness, complexity, abstraction, mystery, and occasional exuberance of layered images to more straightforward shots.
Nice to know I’ve won over a skeptic :)
I’ve often thought that I photograph because I can’t paint :)
😂😂😂 I’m with you here. In my case it also has to do with laziness; why struggle for weeks, months; while having to clean brushes every day, when you can finish the job in 1/200 of a second… 😉✋
Agreed but it’s not always that quick, once the time involved in post-processing is factored in. Still, I do have pangs of guilt sometimes that photography involves far shorter times than painting.
On the other hand, the prices that paintings are fetching these days give painters the last laugh — except for outliers like Peter Lik, Andreas Gursky, and this photographer catering to Silicon Valley residents with money to burn: https://petapixel.com/2016/01/21/this-photo-of-a-potato-sold-for-over-1000000/
Great series… and conversation 👍
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Thanks for joining the conversation, John.
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The potatoes looked different today… I once, don’t remember when, stopped seeing painting as a higher form of art than photography. Both are ways to express yourself. And that’s what matters, I think. And as long as you do it your way; use your own creativity, follow your own feelings; your own heart, it doesn’t matter if you use brushes, paint, chisels, clay, a camera, Photoshop, or whatever. And that’s why I like your images above; they show very much ‘you’. No one else can do that, while there are lots of ‘arty’ long exposure shots with a bridge over sterile, dead water and an unnatural sky above, that could have been taken by anyone. And there is also a lot of painting going on to make money, rather than being a result of an urge to express individual content. But, the artist has to eat, of course. In the Netherlands that probably would be potatoes.
Well said, Harrie.
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