theoldman wrote:
I want to make an easily challenged statement about photography. I assert that it is so ubiquitous it is becoming passe. Ouch!
I can hear the screams of objection already, but here is my reason for the statement. Fifty or 60 years ago in my day, and certainly before that, a good photograph was the exception. I did slides with my Nikon F and friends actually came to the house wanting to see a slide show. The only explanation is that I did good (not great) photographs while they were mostly taking snap shots of their kid's birthdays (which by the way are more important today than my sunsets and waterfalls).
Today many have the talent, time, and equipment to make great photographs. Any day here I see scores of images that 50 years ago I only saw on magazine covers. And they earn a little praise, from other photographers.
If you think I am being unfair, look at any stock photo site. If I did that regularly I might give up. Why bother if thousands produce daily thousands of better images than I do.
I know, it only has to please me, it has intrinsic value, it isn't the product, its the process, it will help me see, even if no one else ever looks at them, its not the image, its the experience......of course it is :)
I submit that a photograph is not worth a 1000 words any longer BUT maybe a 100 words will make a photograph exceptional. And that is my point. Share the sizzle as well as the steak. Include the story. Not aperture and shutter speed, but what makes the image significant or important.
Let me see if you agree. I have included two random pretty, but decidedly not exceptional photographs, with much that can be criticized in either. But let's see if 100 words adds to their interest. You be the judge.
The first is taken on the cliff above the San Juan River, near Mexican Hat, Utah. In fact, the Mexican Hat formation is behind me (How is that as a photo descriptor!! :) )
A. L. Raplee had a cabin on the river below (37.1767, -109.8475), but he ignored the warning of Indians that the river flooded. The rock walls of his cabin stayed for years, and provided temporary shelter for many, but he moved to nearby Bluff after he was flooded out. In the background you see the Raplee Monocline, so memory of his short lived residence lives on. (Exactly 100 words :) )
The second photo is of the stage stop (44.1151, -120.1556) near Post in the Oregon outback. Evidence of the old stage road is nearby. As an interesting side note, the stage stop and stage road were on the 1905 route of the first transcontinental auto race won by an Oldsmobile Curved Dash automobile named Old Scout. (only 57 words).
Dave
The Old Man
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Well, first Old man, I think your photos are great. I red most of the comments and they are valid opinions from many of us members of this Forum. In the beginning of my days taking photos I tried to duplicate some pictures taken by my Grandad staying at the same place he took the original photo and more or less at the same time of day. Guess what: I never was able to get the same results. Not that mine were bad, but I cold never achieve the results and the messages his captures transmitted - without any captions besides day, time, exposure, speed of the shot. I was lucky because when he reviewed my shots he would always asked what did I meant when I took them. That was the lesson: no one taking a shot side by side with any photographer will not be able to duplicate the same results. Reason being that is the PERSON behind the camera is the one that composed and took the shot and no person is like any other. Then he gave me the Ansel Adams book collection telling me that most of the times Mr. Adams spent days on the location waiting for exactly for the time he needed to achieve the results that would transmit his message.