Yikes

Been so caught up in real life i haven't been posting anything. Anyways, been backing stuff up and was going over the very first pictures I ever shot as a "photographer"

Weird.

The Hornets Nest

Valuable lesson #44: Never ever get into a conversation on a photography forum about why fashion has such particular requirements for models. Oy Vey

Making Cinematic Images

I love classic films. I love films in general. I love setting scenes up and most of all I love taking an idea from my little brain, seeing it when i shoot it, like its my little secret that only i know, and then creating it.

When i shoot, people only have the confusing rambling words i manage to spill from my pie hole to draw from. Mostly its just "I have no idea what Jase is on about". This might be one of those images. When i shot with my good friend of many years,  Jonathon Carter Schall recently, i was thrilled to have the day to shoot. He's one of the most photogenic people I know. This image had been in my mind for awhile, so thought i would share the fun part. I started with a public domain LIFE magazine image taken in the early 1940's of a random market on a random small town street. Pretty good chance this place doesnt even exist anymore.

Then, the image I shot of Jonathon:

Then the very tedious bit..getting rid of the nonsense

And then, my favorite part...the final image

All of this because i had this stuck in my head from the moment I saw the first image. That was the place where the final shot of the film occurs, right before you fade out to black..the hero on that street...TADA!

hey I said "Mildly Amusing"..not uproariously awesome..heh

The Art Argument

Does me having sold many pieces of my artwork make me an artist? Or am i required to spend 9,000 years in school just to have a bit of paper that says I suddenly have permission to discuss art.

Talk about nonsense. Heres the deal. I am in a gallery. I have sold my creative works. Pretty sure that means I can call myself an artist. However, in the world, some people think otherwise. Somehow my opinion isnt as valid because i forgot to learn the history of the color green. I simply find that idiotic at best.

I believe some of what people consider art to be bullshit. The Emperors New Clothes if you will. I also belive that if some other folks enjoy it and like it and feel the need to validate it, then good for them, enjoy that. I can chalk it up to bad taste. There is no right or wrong with Art or artistic ideas, just good stuff and really shitty stuff and mediocre stuff etc etc

If some fashion guru decides that wearing plaid and stripes together is all the rage, ok, good for them, its still looks lame and it still is a bad idea. Some people will swear its awesome, its hip, cutting edge..blah blah fucking blah.. Thats kinda how art works. A person declares something, say a pile of horseshoes with a wooden nickle hidden under it to be art. Dumbest fucking thing I ever heard, but ok. Have at it. Its your thing, I can understand that.

What I resent..no what I find to be really really stupid is when I declare something like that to be silly, suddenly I dont get it, I'm a trog , not educated enough to understand.

Thats the most idiotic thing I have ever heard. Art is what you make of it, what you like and love. Just be prepared for somebody to consider your ruby red Cosco cart decorated with holiday lights to be really bad art....and thus negate your high and mighty prose.

Some people feel they have a rightful spot at the Algonquin Round Table...   

Other people have had an unoffical seat for years and know better..after all..they know you just a wee bit better than you think

 

Hrrrmmmm

Well, been really into hand colored images from the early 20th century as of late..so interesting to work on. Things like this are amazing in their own way.

So who doesn't love the look of this style? Before color film, this was how you got a color print. And unlike doing the terrible deed of colorizing old black and white films (something I always disliked) this is much more interesting and lets face it, easy on the peepers.


So I am learning..trial and error..but here is my run at it   http://cinemaphotography.viewbook.com/album/vintage?p=1#2

More to come like this...

A Gallery? Me? Say Whattttt?

Sometimes my little universe is a funny place. Sometimes, not so much funny as it is..interesting or as I say..mildly amusing. I have been accepted to show at a really fantastic local gallery. Why is that a big deal? Glad you asked, allow me to 'splain Lucy"

Several people I care about have been the driving force behind this. They have encouraged me and supported my creative efforts with, honestly, more faith in me and what i do than I seem to have had in myself.

Reluctant

Adjective (Pronounced: RE-Luck-Tent)

to struggle against, oppose, resist

Not wanting to take some action; hesitant; uncertain

i.e Jase.

So here I am, in a gallery, getting my stuff ready for something called hang day. Soon as I heard that phrase, I imagined myself dropping from the gallows, legs doing the dead mans dance... but as it turns out that's just when you get your stuff hung. No actual gallows. 

So with this odd sense of wonder and excitement, I cant help thinking about how people will respond to my work. How will they 'see' it. Will it sell? Will I flop? Many people i know have suggested i shut up and let the universe do its thing, so here i go shutting up.

But to those friends of mine, those wonderful and patient people who choose to annoy, torment, pester, plague, molest, worry, badger, harry, harass, heckle persecute, irk, bullyrag, vex, disquiet, grate, beset, bother, tease, nettle, tantalize or ruffle me..I just wanna say thanks. Tada! here i am, walking down the exact road you said i would be.

Aint life funny that way.

1930 Indian 402

My latest creation:

http://fineartamerica.com/featured/1930-indian-402-cinema-photography.html