Cropping: Zen or Sin?

Those of you who have followed my blog for the past few months might have realized that like thousands of others, I learned and carried on street photography based on the work of Henri Cartier-Bresson, justly considered as the father of photojournalism. And yes, like thousands of others, I bought a 1954 Leica IIIF to “bend like Henri”!!!! Of course, we all quickly realize that the camera does not make the picture, but the photographer does. Yet, the tool has to be reliable and appropriate for the specific task.

While having the eye for a story and the quickness to capture it, one has to also learn composition very early on. It is said that Cartier-Bresson did not allow any cropping of his prints: the composition was always during the taking of the picture and not in the darkroom.

Well, rare among us are able to apply that rule as a principle. Instead, we try to compose in the field knowing that we will re-frame in the darkroom. In this area of film photography, I am not a purist.

In fact, for me reframing is almost a necessity for the following reason: nowadays I almost exclusively use medium format. In my case, that also means using a “normal” lens the equivalent of 50mm on 35mm cameras. Unless I am ten feet away from my subject, the 50mm lens will capture a vast amount of detail around the subject I have in mind for the story. So, I have to enlarge (that is why they call the apparatus “an enlarger”!!) to isolate and reframe the subject. The result is a cropped picture.

The rather philosophical question that can haunt us is the following:  is street photography supposed to show the setting unaltered? Or is it ok to rewrite history?

For me, the part is integral component of the whole, so it is ok to focus on that part alone. Does it represent the whole? Probably not always, but my goal is to tell a story, not do landscape photography.

Ok, with these considerations in mind, I will use three pictures and their “before and after”—you decide.

Picture One: Paris, Seine River Bank

This has been published more than once and is among my favorites. The forms, angles and texture are what a B&W picture asks for. Yet, it was not framed as it is shown above since I was more than a 100 feet away from the subject and used a Mamiya 645 1000s camera with a 80mm lens (equivalent to 50mm in 35mm photography).

On the negative, the woman shown above occupied perhaps 1/50th of the frame. Around her, the shot included the following:

The critical factor here was that I saw the three sitting at the edge of the wall, I did not see any detail about their faces, but knew that the woman with the black stockings was perfectly perched atop those stones. In short, I saw the scene, the potential it had, and what I can do in the darkroom. This assessment, contextualization, focusing and clicking took about 3 seconds.

Which picture do you prefer?

Photo Two: Saõ Paulo

                                                                

This one was a reject photo since it did not turn out as I intended: the man did not turn around to give the shot the 1950’s flavor I was aiming for.  Still, I printed it and used it in my discussion of failed shots.

However, the full frame encompassed more than what is shown above. Here it is:

Clearly, instead of the man at the phone turning around, a bystander saw me and spoiled the shot even further. But cropping would have worked if the main subject had done what I was hoping for.

Photo Three: Paris, Champs Élysées.

This is also a published picture. I took shelter from the summer rain under a balcony and caught this shot with a 1969 Nikon F, 50mm lens. It has movement and the woman blends with the off-focus tone except for her left foot that is in perfect focus. It gives the movement a freezing, just for a split second.

But there was an invited young man in this frame and distracted the viewer’s eye. So, under the light of my 1950’s enlarger using a 75 Watts tungsten bulb, I gently asked the “intruder” to leave the frame…

So, cropping: is it Zen or sin?

January 31, 2014

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Rejected Pictures But Not Moments

It has been a very cold January on the East Coast of the United States. My old cameras cannot freeze and thaw without damage, nor can the 60 year old lenses. So, I have not taken many pictures this month especially since there are very few people in the streets and they are all bundled up!

But I keep on getting feedback from around the world, which is wonderful.  Among the messages I got last there was one question that I found challenging. It read, in part: “…and, if you were to describe a picture of daily life, without photographic glamour, how would it look?”

Hmm. While I do not think that there is glamour in my photography, I do indeed choose pictures that are technically with minimal faults and perhaps this selection bias does not truly represent what I had seen and taken pictures of. It is a fair question.

However, the reason why there is selection bias is often not a thematic bias but a choice by necessity.  Indeed, I have miles of developed negative strips that have either been damaged by chemicals during development, or where the pictures did not come out as I hoped they would. I do not usually print them, although I do have some “defective” negatives that I have printed because they remind me of a special moment and place.

So, the question I got made me wonder if I could make a collage out of these rejected pictures to show what I saw and why I took the picture, even if the quality of the shots ended up being poor. So here are a few of those.

The first one is from São Paulo. I saw the man walk toward old-fashion public phones and I could readily compose an anachronistic picture in my mind- a picture which could have been taken 50 years ago. What I needed was for him to make the call by turning sideways.  But it was not what he had in mind. Still it is the type of waiting a street photographer often does: I had a picture in mind but all the pieces did not come together.

The second one is from Paris. A very chique Japanese tourist caught my eye. I wanted the contrast between her impeccably coordinated attire and shoulder bag with the old buildings, a tourist with his suitcase, and taxi drivers. Just before I clicked she got something stuck to her shoe and she did a very “common” act of checking it. Not only it spoiled the picture, but I also got an uneven gradation from my lens right over her bag. Nevertheless, it is a moment from everyone’s daily life, even if they do not have the style of this young woman.

The third one is from Madrid. A street band in traditional attire was playing and I wanted to get an angle to the violin by focusing on it and blurring the background. Well, the player moved incessantly as he was in his “zone” while playing. And I did not get that steady moment for the shot I had planned.

The fourth one is from Vienna. A Turkish belly-dancer was performing in the street and she was quite photogenic. Still, I needed more than the dancer. So, I placed myself in front of her to include the crowd as the backdrop. She did not like it, and gave me a bad look… I caught that look but not the composition I wanted...

Finally, there are moments when a human is not needed for street photography. I was on an island in the Adriatic Sea off the coast of Croatia, and the scenery was quite monotonous. Sure, the ocean was great, but I am not a landscape photographer. At times I felt that the ocean was like a fence… And then I saw this donkey that looked at me in a way that I could almost understand! Yes, the fence, the ocean, the lonesome tree in the back….

January 29, 2014

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Boston, Massachusetts

There seems to always be one in a crowd who does not care what others would think about his act. This was a Sunday noon, near the ocean and the Fort. It had rained in the morning and the puddle of water was just right for this man to take an auto portrait. 

While the ladies ignored this act of neo-narcissism, the older gentleman holding his fishing gear seems to wonder if Narcissus of Thespiai looked just like this (except for the digital camera...) when he fell in love with his own image in a pool of water and pined away becoming the flower Narcissus poeticus.

Hmm...

Had just a quick second to click on my Ukrainian FED-2 sporting a Jupiter-3, 1.5 lens, while thinking if today's cell phone self-portraits were accepted and encouraged forms of narcissism.

January 8, 2014
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Dodging and Burning

I took this one in Vienna, on a cold and rainy May afternoon. The entire front of the building was covered with this poster announcing the opening of "Palmers" store. The size of the poster itself, compared to the street lamp, was impressive.

At first sight, I wanted to use the man selling postcards as the story, since the poster is just a poster. But it was a cold day, the man was all bundled up in his coat, and the contrast with the woman in a bikini seemed promising. I had my Ukrainian Salyut C medium format camera with me, with a 90mm lens. But the man was just cold and had turned his back to the poster.

I waited a few minutes in the increasing rain, hoping for something to change. And when the man turned around deciding to cover his postcards with a plastic sheet as the rain was getting stronger, I took a second shot.

When I printed the picture, there was nothing special about it. The writing on the poster was distracting and made it obvious that it was a poster. Yet, the street lamp, its relative size and the man now turned toward the poster were intriguing me. So I decided to print the second picture again, this time with simple dodging and burning during the printing. No Photoshop in my shop! Just old-fashion over and under exposure of select areas by covering the photographic paper with my thumb's shade under the enlarger's light.

The result is below. Now, it looks like she is a chimeric model in this man's painting studio! I left the "P" of "Palmers" semi-apparent to keep the authenticity of the poster....

January 4, 2104
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