And other musings on Cangiante, Sfumato, and Unione
Its that time of year when all good habits need to come back. The kids are almost all back to school and this crazy upheaval of a summer comes to a close. There is still summer left and I’m hoping that the reports of the tree’s color changing in Michigan is greatly exaggerated.
A few images from the the work I did for the Villages of Orland Park and the Pandemonium Run a week ago Saturday.
Alternative Process Atlanta Beach Beverly Shores Black & White Boston Canon Cat Chicago Collodion Commercial Culver Darkroom Deardorff Dunes Fall Family Film Fuji X-Pro Hipstamatic Instagram iPhone IQ350 Large Format Leica M6 M240 Medium Format Michigan New York P65+ Paper Negative Pebbles Phase One Portait Projects R8 Railroad Scrapping South Carolina Stellwagan Farm Studio Summitar Sweden Wet Plate
I stand still or move slowly, feeling things like the impulse of shapes, the direction of lines, the quality of surfaces. I frame with my eye (sometimes with my hands) as the ground glass would frame. Nothing that one could reasonably call thinking is taking place at this stage. The condition is total absorption; the decision (a picture!) is spontaneous. – Aaron Siskind, 1955