‘The Americans’ as Washington Monument

While mostly ignored by the local DC media, yet providing interesting fodder and eye candy for the hundreds of thousands of atypical museum goers seeking entertainment before last week’s inauguration ceremony, the Robert Frank exhibit at the National Gallery is a Washington monument in and of itself. At the same time as the show’s organizers conceived the opening to coincide with the 50th anniversary of Frank’s ‘The Americans,’ it is no coincidence that the seminal exhibit began its tour in the nation’s capital, two days before the inauguration of our new executive chief. Highly criticized at the time of its publishing for its critical and controversial portrayal of the United States, ‘The Americans’ now stands as both a time piece, and a continuing testament to the complex nature of our social, political, religious, and economic milieu. As the new administration has touted change since its grass roots inception, the Frank show, as a historical record, depicts the many things that have changed in 50 years but, as a continuing dialogue, represents the bounty that has not.

Similar to the emotive consequence of Frank’s 2003 London/Wales exhibit at the Corcoran, the brazen character of Frank’s early documentary work and his adroit ability to probe deep into the nature of the modern, westernized human condition is the defining characteristic of Frank’s camerawork, and thus the show. From the more simply composed images of bystanders and personalities to intricately ordered pictures calling upon networks of ironic unions, Frank’s handiwork delineates him as one of the most significant photographic artists of the medium’s history. Nonetheless, as previously mentioned, notably today is the dialogue that Frank’s work instigates. As we attempt to move into a new season here at home and around the world, seeking to open new doors communally and individually, a refresher course of Robert Frank’s ‘The Americans’ comes at no better time.

January 29th, 2009 | Uncategorized | No comments

Nature (Photography) is for the Birds

Although I rarely make nature photographs, today proved the exception. One of the things I enjoy most about Florida is the fishing. While I am certainly not the seasoned fisherman, I do enjoy it. Deciding to fish off of my dock this afternoon, I spent a few hours being mocked by sizable fish which took no interest in the jigs I put in the water (having a pair of polarized sunglasses is great because it allows me to see what is in the water, however it is torture when I am able to watch fish swim in circles around my bait without biting). Unable to take it any longer, I packed up my poles and tackle and went back in the house. Stepping into the kitchen and peering out the window, I realized that I had left my t-shirt on the dock and an interesting character had taken temporary residence on top of my orange garment.

Then comes the decision to make a few quasi-nature photographs. Getting my camera, I headed out of the garage, walked around the side of the house, and spent the next 15 minutes snapping away while slowly creeping up on my subject. Just as I got close enough to get an intimate view of the bird and isolate him within the frame, Mother Nature once again took her shot at mocking me. My feathered friend picked up one of his legs, tucked it within his body, stretched himself out, and proceeded to leave a huge treat on my shirt. Humored, shocked, and moderately frustrated, my audible gasp spooked the freshly relieved bird. All in all, I guess this is the price I have to pay for taking my hand at making some nature photographs.

January 4th, 2009 | Uncategorized | No comments