late at night he jots notes on any piece of paper that is handy…
“The town of Kremmling Colorado, 115 miles west of Denver, contains 1,000 people. The surrounding area of some 400 square miles, filled with ranches which extend high into the Rocky Mountains, contains 1,000 more. These 2,000 souls are constantly falling ill, recovering or dying, having children, being kicked by horses and cutting themselves on broken bottles. A single country doctor, known in the profession as a “g.p.”, or general practitioner, takes care of them all. His name is Ernest Guy Ceriani.”
– Opening of Country Doctor, Life, 20/09/1948, pp 115-126
“Three months after my Dad died, I found myself hanging photos on a gallery wall that revealed the story of our relationship and of his death. We had recorded it together through photography and film during his last six months, and it became ‘The Dad Project’. He was 65, I was 29, and two years have passed since.”
– Opening of .pdf version of The Dad Project, online, Briony Campbell, November 2011
In itself, the attribution to these two quotes identifies a number of significant differences between the two series’ of photographs considered here. Country Doctor exists in a single form contained in one edition of Life; The Dad Project has had many versions – a book, exhibitions, articles in the press (and a Guardian film) and the currently available online version that I will base the bulk of my comments in this post upon. Country Doctor – although the pictures are available with some outtakes on both the Life and Magnum sites – is a singular thing; The Dad Project is multiple. Country Doctor is a 3rd person narrative; The Dad Project is first person. Continue reading
1: Demonstration of Visual Skills
I don’t think these are the best pictures I have submitted for an OCA assignment and feel that the overall presentation is more of a sketch than it is a finished piece of work. I think it works, but more as a pointer towards what it could be than as the thing itself. Continue reading
What follows is what I jotted down in my physical log at about one in the morning when I couldn’t get back top sleep because of toothache.
I had been thinking about the online presentation of Assignment 1, and was looking through John Berger and Jean Mohr’s Another Way of Telling. I began to muse on the differences between different forms of presentation for photographs. I then started to wonder how this related to their meaning, particularly when that meaning relies on the relationship between the individual pictures and their layout. Continue reading
Half-Way Along Walthamstow High Street
Swamped or Enhanced?
In Walthamstow, the high street runs west to east (or east to west) for a bit over a mile. While there is a seventies mall and some larger shops, most of the shops are housed in square units. While some of these smaller shops have been open for years, there is a fairly high turnover of businesses. The shops tend to reflect the patterns people moving into and out of the borough as well as the economic fortune of different sorts of trade. Woolworths closed and a Lidl opened in the aftermath of the crash and there aren’t any record shops anymore. However there will probably always be a call for cheap jeans, pots and pans, regardless of who is selling them.