Reflecting on the root causes of my interest in photography, I always come back to the same point: there is some mysterious transformation in the way my brain works, when I look at the world while holding a camera, it is as if I’m becoming my alternative self.
When you leave your busy, everyday mind at rest, and you open up your perception to visual experiences, you suddenly become receptive to what you see, without forcibly analyzing the chain of cause and effect events. In this mental frame, suddenly you notice, that photography can become effortless, because when a worthwhile scene presents itself, you can recognize it instantly, and it feels, like the photograph tells you: “Here I am, take me!”.
This photograph is one of my favourites of 2013. It was just one of these moments of grace, when the light, the background and the subject came together in a magic moment of sheer joy. Taken in Menton.
Monaco is a place with it’s peculiarities, and there are many you would not think about.One of them, is the ubiquitous presence of defibrillators – there are 26 in a country that covers a surface of 2 square km, in other words, on average there is one every 150 meters. Why should it be so? Well, Monaco is a country of extremes. One of these is the life expectancy and median population age. Both are highest in the world at 90 years and 50.5 years respectively. With female life expectancy reaching 94, it is not uncommon to see ladies well over 90 on a stroll along the beach with their little dogs. If you add the fact, that there are lots of stairs to climb here every day, defibrillators can be handy.
Christmas brings to most of us two inevitable associations: family and food. Enjoying a meal in company of your closest relatives is an ancestral ritual aimed at tightening bonds and celebrating prosperity of life. Today we have some rain, but a scene like this could be seen in Nice only a few days ago.
There is a legend in Poland, and likely in some other countries too, which claims, that animals will speak to us once a year, at midnight on Christmas eve. While I have seen no proven cases of this happening, I don’t really think that’s important, because, if you want to listen, animals speak to us all the year round.
As with many other watershed inventions in our history, we owe the development of the capacity to “freeze time” to a case, or actually, more precisely, to a fancy bet.
At the origins, photography was a lengthy affair. The plates and lenses were so slow, that usually exposures running into minutes were necessary, in order to obtain a useful image.
In 1872 an American railroad magnate and horse racing fan Leland Stanford, made a $25.000 bet against Dr. John D. Isaac, that there was a moment, when a horse in full gallop would have all four hooves lifted above the ground, and was advancing in mid air by the sheer force of momentum. The problem was, that unaided human eye was unable to establish if this claim was true, due to inability to observe horse’s motion accurately enough.
Stanford has empowered a known San Francisco photographer, a certain Eadweard Muybridge, to invent a way to prove his point by means of a series of photographic images. Five years later, Muybridge has accomplished the task, and has subsequently combined the images on a spinning disc called Zoopraxiscope, to create the illusion of movement.
The bet has never been played out, however it could be seen, that indeed Stanford was right. As a side effect of this rich man’s caprice, photographers learned, they could “stop the time” , and the basis for the motion pictures industry has been established. Where does this leave us? Freezing of time in a single photographic frame is a self evident fact to anyone shooting pictures with a shutter speed high enough. However, somehow the perception of this “freezing” gets enhanced, when we portray things, that are typically seen in swift motion. What can be more dynamic than birds in flight? Catching birds suspended in mid air, is one of the favourite pastimes of coastal photographers.
There is something fascinating in observing fluid gestures suddenly made still and sculpture like. On the other hand, a tiny amount of blur usually enhances the sensation of movement.
Birds can animate an otherwise static landscape, and add some dynamic and sense of rhythm and proportion. It usually takes some patience and many failed frames to get a worthwhile result.
There is no question about it any more. What has been long suspected, or deduced from observational studies, has now been amply explained and proven by modern genetics.
All life on earth evolved according to one principle: rewarded random variation. The constant random mutations of genes inside all cells are responsible for the emergence of ever new forms of life, and the survival of the fittest assures the rest.
It is estimated, that genus homo sapiens is about 8000 generations old. However, only four generations ago ( about 100 years), the average life expectancy, even in Europe, was still equal to that of hunters gatherers. It has been argued, that since the average pre -adolescent mortality among the humans has virtually collapsed during the last four generations, our evolution has now probably reached a standstill.
This however, does not stop people from exhibiting original traits and behaviour. The diversity of people, is one of aspects, which attract me to street photography.
Cote d’Azur has many visual landmarks. My favourites are the palm trees, perhaps because they always evoke in me the association with something exotic, as I grew up in the north of Europe, where pines and oaks are the staples.
I have come to appreciate their visual impact after looking at photographs of Mark Surloff, whose Miami landscapes are often filled with these characteristic silhouettes.
Have you ever wished, you could know, what’s going on in other people’s minds ? Science is already going in that direction. I have seen some rudimentary images, translating what we see, into graphics, on basis of brain wave imaging alone. Soon, they say, it will be possible to record your dreams on a video.
Meantime, every now and then I manage to catch some insight about what others think about, on basis of their facial expressions.
I tend to work long hours every day, but when I walk in the morning along the sea to my office , I find partial compensation in being able to observe scenes like that very often. On average, there are 303 sunny days a year in Monte Carlo.