Here’s the road, Jack
Doesn’t make me think of the lonely, disgruntled and meagre Kerouac, more the laconic charm of Ray Charles. Hit it, Raymondo!
The psychogeography of the pictures we make tell a hundred stories, some more obvious than others. After seeing these, one observant commentator noted ‘he’s stopped doing the doors’.
And then there’s Aaron Guy, with this road picture, one emblematic of his story of the truncated life and times of Ashington’s open cast mining workers. Or is it something else? It’s speaking to a lot of us right now.
Like most photographers, Aaron doesn’t like being photographed, so he had to be persuaded to look at the camera. He’s in Brighton right now, at a Magnum workshop, which explains the tension in his face as he tries to explain exactly what was making him anxious about his week to come. More on that asap.
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The cardboard cutout of war
..and contrast:
And there’s also this:
So, which is the photoshop disaster?
The integrity of the documentary nature of the photograph is sacrosanct, isn’t it? Do we always believe what we see when it’s a map, a trainspotter, a mobile phone picture? When is a photograph a true record? Is a satellite scanning the earth at however many frames a second a true photograph? What about if the frames overlap, or are allowed to overlap?
Is the first photograph an example of an overlapped image? What are we seeing?
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Making a darkroom
All week….
Watch this space!! Or of course if you’re a regular reader, you can come and help.
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