JANUARY, 2023 UPDATE
by ag
When I first started this blog in 2012, I ended my “About” introduction by saying: “In the meantime, I think I’m a painter at heart.”
If any more proof of that was needed, 2022 provided it in spades. I had reached a point by the end of the previous year where I felt uninspired and stuck. Composite photography I had long enjoyed doing, now left me cold. Photos I would have happily posted years ago elicited yawns of “been there, done that.” I honestly wondered if my photographic career of 50+ years was now on life support.
In February, I began playing around with a more “painterly” expressive approach that dispensed with photographic detail and realistic colors in favor of bold hues, softer lines and shapes, and more fluid distortions. Whether it was a response to dark times caused by Covid, the war in Ukraine, domestic upheaval in the U.S., the muted grays of a New England winter, or my own creative block, I don’t know. Not being an art historian I also can’t tell if associating my imagery with the Fauvist movement is an insult to its founding painters or a homage. Nevertheless, I consider them my collective muse.
Most photographs I’m taking these days become the raw material for another kind of image that more often than not bears little resemblance to the original. Although a particular subject can excite me, I know that clicking the shutter is just the beginning. At that moment, I have no idea what the end game will look like because the few tools that I use in my Photoshop toolbox drive the process. In severing the bond to reality, I enter my own previously unimagined world. The final photo might appear as an indecipherable mishmash at first glance but that’s a plus for me as long as its subject is revealed with a closer look, or it holds together as an abstract composition. The most successful images, I’d like to believe, speak to an underlying truth or essence, or evoke the “aha” response in viewers.
Now if only I could paint, I’d probably go back to using a phone strictly for talk :)
Pairs of “before” and “after” images from recent posts follow. (Click on images to enlarge.)
There is nothing, I might add, that has fueled the creative impulse as much as the huge change of scenery that followed a major move in November. Ending up in a southern red state was another thing I could never have imagined myself doing, but three months in thankfully, the pluses still outweigh any minuses.
Here’s to all we might hope for in 2023—with heartfelt thanks to those of you who visit here.
I have long admired your ability to photograph a scene that many would consider mundane and transform it into something special. This takes more than the tools and technical ability to make the transformation. I would guess the key component is “vision”. This is a rare talent that you possess and you have put it to good use. The images above are proof. While some of us are still grappling with the ever-increasing number of tools available to digital photographers, you have mastered a unique process that is a true vision. It’s been my pleasure to follow you.
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Thanks so much Ken. Your comment touches me to the core.
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I always enjoy your updates. I get how a major change of residence can fuel creativity. It’s very interesting to see the original images here and read about what your thoughts are in terms of where you’re going. For me, I think the last one works best and it’s amazing to see how the colors changed from cool to hot. I love what happens to the tree in the second image, too. I’m really glad the move has worked out and you’re exploring uncharted territory in that “previously unimagined” world. And no more shoveling snow! ;-)
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Thanks Lynn. One challenge for me is wringing color out of a scene that has almost none; another challenge comes near the end of the process when Photoshop provides a seemingly endless array of color palettes from which I must choose only one to publish. Sometimes that decision is easily made by holding off for several hours, at the end of which I often find myself saying, “What in God’s name was I thinking?”
As for shoveling, thankfully I don’t have to worry about that while I’m here. Rest assured though that there are many other chores around the house that are more than happy to take its place :)
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Re the endless array, I noticed years ago that for me, having limitations is much easier than having abundant choices. It forces creativity to arise. You seem to have a good color sense but I can imagine “What was I thinking? moments” happening when you’re taking images so far from their original look.
And yeah, I can’t imagine you just lazing about. There are always things to do!!
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Thank you for this post and this story and photographed and painted and both pictures. I always enjoy to follow your next steps coming from photography and going to painting. Interesting and inspiring! Winter greetings from Berlin, Daniel
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Thanks so much Daniel for your comment. Very reassuring to know that moving away from traditional photography to a more painterly approach has not driven everyone away :)
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😊🤗👌🎨
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