Saturday, April 19, 2014

Inspiration from a John and Barbara Gerlach Nature Photography Seminar

Detailed How-To Presentations Make a Difference

by Don Davis

April 19, 2014
Saturday

With clear crisp blue skies over Walla Walla, we have surprisingly warm sunshine on the front porch.
While son Jon drills holes, etc, and attaches handrails to the concrete steps, Darlene stands by providing moral support.
Nora the Schnauzer, Jon’s Pugsley and I wait inside.
Nora and Pugsley watch (Pugsley whines) from behind the storm door.
Me?
I feel like a broken thumb as I nurse my aching back and right leg on the couch.
Sitting, I feel great.
Not so much when I stand or walk for too long.
So, I sit and ponder my limitations: the hitch in my get-a-long for one thing and my development as a photographer for another.
I’m sure I could ponder issues of greater significance, but those suffice.
I can’t do much about the get-a-long, alas, but I do have looming appointments: at the Spinal Center on Tuesday and an MRI on Thursday.
It has literally been a pain in the ass.
I’m not sure about the photography, either.
My moping about photography goes back a few weeks to Ian Plant’s Outdoor Photography column about High-Concept vs. Low-Concept photos. (See previous column)
His approach sounded vague and pretentious although his point that photographers should represent their subjects as thoughtfully and creatively as possible certainly makes sense.
Then I attended a one-day John and Barbara Gerlach Nature Photography Seminar on April 11, in Portland, Ore.
It inspired me where Plant’s column irritated me.
And here’s why:
The Gerlach’s presented a day-long nuts-and-bolt exploration of how to make great photos.
Some of the information I knew already, especially about appropriate cameras and lenses.
Nevertheless, their “Equipment for the Nature Photographer” session worked for me.
I resolved to make more and wiser use of the two tripods that I own, as well as the sliding ground-level plate and the macro focusing rail slider.
Their detailed presentations (“Mastering Digital Exposure,”  “How to Shoot Great Nature Close-ups,” especially mastering the art of fill-flash and main flash, “Light is Everything” and “Composing Pleasing Images”) each lit light bulbs for me. I vowed to employ many new tips from that moment on.
Yes, I regret the gap between the Gerlach’s deep knowledge of photography and my comparatively shallow understanding, especially since I have been involved in outdoor writing and photography nearly as long as they have.
Well, now I have an opportunity to use what they shared with the seminar, the thorough notes they provided, the recording I made and with the three books of theirs that I bought.
So, on the way home from Portland, we followed the scenic Highway 30 so I could practice.
But I had left my tripods at home, of course, so I tried some handheld shots of of Crown Point, Latourell and Horsetail waterfalls and scenes from the cliffs at Rowena.
I failed, however, to work the scenes as thoroughly and John Gerlach would have. Consequently, the photos
lacked something.
When I looked at them  on the computer the next day, I did push a button in Elements 12 to remove the color cast (if not the haze)  from some shots.
Then, of course, Darlene liked the blue ones better.
So did I, perhaps.



















I remain inspired, however, and I've been pouring over the seminar notes and the three Gerlach books that I bought.
Who knows, I may get out soon with a gimbal head on a tripod and several quick-release plates.
Then I will eventually see improved photos.
Well, surely?


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Saturday, April 05, 2014


Shooting High-Concept Photos, Perhaps

by Don Davis


I recently sought close-up images of wild turkeys along Mill Creek Road.
 It was a sunny late-March afternoon that would brightly reflect the sheen of the strutting Toms (or gobblers) with their puffed-up obsidian and bronze plumage crowned by wrinkled blue heads with bubbly swollen blood-red chin wattles dangling below limp snoods flapping over their beaks.
Hooked, thick-black-fathered beards protruded from the centers of their bulging breasts.
Janes, or turkey hens, scooted from their paths.





In the last dozen years, wild turkeys in Eastern Washington and Oregon have made a massive comeback from near extinction.
A few weeks before this outing, we saw 200-plus turkeys strolling along the graveled North Fork McKay Creek Road. Sky blotting flights repeatedly launched from the north hillside to glide with un-turkey-like grace, even beauty, over our heads (Darlene’s, Nora the Schnauzer’s and mine) to flop down in a stream-edged pasture south of the road.
My simple goal then, and for the decades of my photographic efforts, was to capture turkey images as sharp as possible, preferably of the big birds in flight.
Now?
Well, my photographic goal became muddled thanks to an article about high-concept photos, preferred over low-concept photos, by Ian Plant in the April edition of Outdoor Photographer.
As Plant wrote, “High concept photography, in a sense, is all about  ignoring the obvious and exploring your subjects hidden truth.”
The article enticed me to question my view that even the best photographers -- like master mechanics, furniture makers and dry-fly tiers – should be called master craftsmen rather than ARTISTS.
Plenty of photographic master craftsmen deserve respect without cloaking them with the artistic tunic of a Leonardo da Vinci or a Picasso.
I spent some time online reviewing truly magnificent photographs produced by past and contemporary masters: Anzel Adams, Galen Rowel, Art Wolfe, Annie Leibovitz and Dorothea Lange to name a few.
With their stunning, superlative works before me, I wondered if any of them pondered a difference  between high and low concept photos. 
I suspect they saw subjects and set to employing all of the skills and equipment they possessed to capture the images they wanted.
None of their works that I studied suggested envy or pretension.
Consider the quote below from a 1930’s B/W movie, "Off the Record," recently shown on the TCM channel:  A surly kid (Bobby Jordan as Mickey Fallon), being reformed  by a pair of supportive journalists (Joan Blondell and Pat O'Brian) who give him a professional's camera, takes a dramatic photo of heroism at a fire.
The photo receives front-page coverage. 
When praised for capturing the photo, the kid shows humility: "I didn't do nothing‘,“ he said. "All I did was press the button. The camera did the rest."
The photo did two things to qualify as  Plant's definition of a high concept Photo: It presented an image that viewers had not seen before; and it told a story.
Fallon had the skill to set up the camera with the proper film and flash, to aim the lens at the dramatic scene, to hold the camera steady and to press the button at the dramatic moment.
The camera did the rest, with the film developer adding light and shadow if needed in the dark room.
The process involved a distinguishable level of craft. It would be a stretch,  however, to see the image as and expression of Mickey Fallon's personal artistic view or his "hidden truth."
I have pressed the button and eventually found many photos that I did not plan, and for which can't claim any artistic intent or vision of truth. 
Yet each may have a story, an interest and a beauty. 
Some examples appear below:
I stumbled on the fishing heron at Hood Park on the Snake River during a potty stop for Nora. It was completely unexpected, and I snapped images without preparation.
I napped the photo of the girl straining against the huge log section. It suggested and interesting tension. I forgot it until much later.
I still can't explain the photo of Nora with the owl's head, and I captured it with pure luck. We walked along the top of Bennington Lake Dam. I looked back. She ran toward me as revealed in the photo.
I snapped off three frames.  One image turned out focused. It shows Nora as very young, before her first hair cut. She will be seven in November. I discovered a dead barn owl's remains, probably left by a coyote. Nora had picked up the head to play with. 
The girl with the sea otter is leaning on the container's glass-like wall at the Oregon State Aquarium in Newport. There's an unplanned condensed distance between the girl and the otter on opposite sides of the glass.
As the kingfisher with the fish flew past on Mill Creek, I pulled the camera from my shoulder and fired off two frames and it zipped away.
One frame came out sharp.
Finally, I edged across a Mill Creek weir, drawing closer and closer to a heron, and snapping images with each step. When processing the photos later, I discovered the minnow in the Heron's mouth.
Lucky, I guess.


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Photo journalists (including outdoor-page photographers?) are exempt from Plant’s encouragement to avoid snapshots in pursuit of a “personal and unique artistic vision.” 
Perhaps.
Plant wrote, “Low-concept photography can also describe photographs that have a primary purpose of creating a literal or documentary interpretation of a subject. …for some subjects the low-concept approach works best -- but if you’re looking to stand out from the crowd, you’ll have to be a bit more creative."
That is, you must “move past the straight forward or literal approach.
“High-concept photography seeks to capture mood and emotion,  and to use light, color, composition, time and the moment creatively.”
Plant enjoins photographers to to start the “process with abstraction -- seeing your subjects not as rocks, trees or bears but rather in terms of shape, color, light, motion and energy….” 
So, like Picasso or Matisse, photographers may achieve a "personal artistic view" by manipulating color, light, shape, composition, movement, time,  and especially moment.
To do so, they add filters to a lens, set up elaborate lighting systems, adjust shutter speed and aperture settings, choose golden-hour moments for shooting, take multiple exposures by pushing the button.
Later, using computer software, they may blend light, stack focus or stitch images for effect. Photographers may employ software to add and remove objects from an image and that allows the adding of a wide range of high-definition effects (with the push of a button) from "painterly" to "weird" to "grunge" to enhance mood and emotion.
Post processing may be used to change "light, color, composition, time and the moment creatively.
Actually, such "personal visions" have been captured by painters on canvas and by sculptures in stone for centuries, not including the personal visions scratched on cave walls in France  and on boulders along rivers in the Northwest.
And they have been done infinitely better than many of the high-tech  photographic efforts called ART today.
How many technology blurred streams or waterfalls and artificially red or orange saturated sunsets can be recognized as personal artistic visions of truth that "ignores the low-hanging fruit and reaches for the top branches" as Plant suggests?
Such images may be created by taking a dozen images of a scene, by using a range of filters to capture light changes and cloud movement and by pressing a button and combining the images with mass produced software operated by more buttons.
Granted, each user of such processes may develop differing images just as master craftsmen produce differing shapes and beautiful colors in restful chairs, efficient engines and effective dry flies.
They do so without the artistic visions that creates the touching  skin tones of Titian's red-haired beauties, the touching compositions of Andrew Wyeth's landscapes, the colorful stormy visions of Van Gogh, the cool geometry of Picasso or the haunting surprises of Dali.
Perhaps such truths can't be captured by pressing buttons.
Well, at least not unless you rank among the select such as:  Ansel Adams, Galen Rowel, Art Wolfe, Annie Leibovitz, Dorothea Lange and John and Barbara Gerlach to name a few.

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Thursday, March 13, 2014

Looking for the Moose


Looking for the Elusive Walla Walla Moose


 

A critic asked why I take “endless photos” along Mill Creek.
Perhaps she remembered photos from my  now retired newspaper column. Perhaps, less likely, she saw recent photos at the www.tripper.smugmug.com web site.

Whatever.
Anyway, that’s easy.
It’s close.
It’s a pleasant walk, and Nora the Schnauzer needs the exercise.

 

I did not quibble.

My brain, however, fast-reversed through a loop of wildlife images that Darlene, Nora and I accumulated while touring within a 60-mile radius of Walla Walla/Mill Creek in recent weeks.

Well, actually, we drove 105 miles to Eastern Oregon's North Powder Valley looking for elk, coyotes, foxes and eagles.
We saw swans, antelope, eagles, an old barn and turkeys.





 






Twice we fetched coffee and snacks at Starbucks before heading west through the Touchet Valley to the McNary Natural Wildlife Refuge's McNary Dam nature area.
On the way, we saw a bald eagle posing obligingly, then launching and flying, along McDonald Road, plus chilled-and-hunkering killdeer and a launching heron.









A passing rancher said he watched one of his cows have a 30-minute stare down with the eagle that stood on the ground, two yards away.

“The eagle looked huge, even close to the cow,” he said

Later, at the MNWR below McNary Dam, night herons clutched brittle branches and coots raced across the water.




At the MNWR ponds near Burbank, more swans sailed silently like great graceful galleons among clattering rowboats.


 



Once, we returned to Walla Walla via Highway 124-Luckenbill/Sudberry Road (looking for deer and coyotes):
We passed curious mule deer and a fading log structure.




 
During those weeks, we made the usual Mill Creek forays and captured  images of  ubiquitous Great Blue Herons, sometimes in interesting shades of gray.



 As well as the equally ubiquitous common merganser launching.


 

So....

We met a critic on a chilly, blustery day as March winds blew across Mill Creek.

The tall, slender woman’s husky brown dog, held tight on a leash, stood obediently by her left leg.
I called Nora away. She wandered off, to sniff among the rip-rap along the stream bank.
The woman wore a stern look, solid ankle-high boots, dark blue pants and a  down-filled pale-blue vest zipped tight over a maroon sweater.
A dark blue scarf that matched her pants fluffed beneath her chin. She wore a billed cap that allowed thin brown-streaked grey hair to cover her ears.
A row of thin vertical lines showed on her upper unsmiling lip.
So, we do Mill Creek because:
It’s close to home.
It’s a pleasant walk, and Nora the Schnauzer enjoys the exercise.
“And we look for the moose,” I said.
The woman tilted her head back and squinted, creating wrinkles across her forehead and at the corners of her eyes.
“Yes,” I said. “Moose often visit Walla Walla. We're quite optimistic.”

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