Saturday, June 30, 2018

The 4th of July Celebration in Prescott, an Arizona Cowboy Town




Downtown Prescott feels like a metropolitan area on the 4th of July and Christmas. The rest of the year, there is plenty of parking for cars, the same people walking their dogs, and a slow pace I have learned to love and cherish.

So, on this 4th of July, I wanted to stay away from taking “parade pictures.” At some point all parade pictures are the same – people waving flags, smiling for hours, children eating candy wrapped in patriotic colours, and veterans of past wars wearing hats identifying the war and the battle they were in and survived.

Instead, I looked for the frontier spirit and the cowboy identity.
To do so, I cleaned a 1960 Nikkor-Q 20cm telephoto lens I had not used for many years. It used to be my favorite travel lens on a 1969 Nikon F since the 20 cm lens is very light given its aluminum construct and simple 4 lens group construct. Amazingly this lens takes contrasty and good definition photos.

… Prescott, given its high altitude of 5,500 feet and lack of any major industry, has one of the best air qualities in the country. So, when I saw this woman, dressed as the Statue of Liberty, I wanted to change her political message into a literal one. I waited a second to have the cigar store as the backdrop to frame this shot:





As expected, there was a group of men, in mountain man attires and riding their horses and mules. In this instance I wanted to contrast the modern city to the mountain man, and used the street lights as the backdrop. The lens was opened to f5.6, at ASA 100 and 1/125 second shutter speed:




And to finish, man and his horse surrounded with cheering crowds:



Sure, there were old cars, politicians asking for votes, and a parade of 1940s farm tractors running like Swiss watches. I just wanted horses and mules to keep an image that one day will be overtaken and overcome.

Till then, this horse will have his parade and his smile!




PS/ I posted the digitized photos in original size to show the prowess of the 1960 Nikkor-Q. To see the entire photo click on it or slide the bar .


June 30, 2018
©Vahé A. Kazandjian, 2018

Monday, June 25, 2018

How Paracelsius Lead Me to Imaginary Women...


I had stated in this blog’s opening page that in a previous life I was a healthcare professional and an academic.  After 38 years of travelling the world to address epidemics or improving the quality of hospital care I found my happy space in the outdoors, the arts and all the books I had not had time to read.

But old loves do not go away that easily…. I still read healthcare literature and even publish one article a year. After all, it was my identity for most of my adult life.

Ok, all this prologue to explain why I was reading a very intriguing article about medicocriminal entomology. I was reviewing the contribution of Paracelsius to the harmonization of keen observation to existing knowledge and ended up with an essay on toxicology where it was discussed how in the 6th century, Paracelsius used the word “Silphid” or “sylph” to describe mortal spirits that lack souls. Interestingly Sylph is also related to “Sylva”, the Latin word meaning “slender, graceful girl” and the Greek word “nymph” meaning “light, airy movements.”

Hmm.

All this gets more interesting when in forensic investigations for determining time of death, a family of bugs, of the Coleoptera order are used as their stage of development in the animal or human flesh will determine when death had occurred.

Well, the special family in the order Coleoptera that has this forensic importance is called Silphidae!!

So, mortal spirits lacking soul, graceful girl, airy movements, and bugs that feed on decaying flesh!

Actually, all this led me to think about the world Sylphide I first encountered in French literature. After a few moments of forcing my brain to recall, I was quite sure it was in one of Balzac’s works that I learned about that word. And, given the magic of the Internet search, I was able to find the exact passage. It is:

[Il] fut admis auprès de la femme (...) qu'il avait vue la veille, (...) fraîche et pure jeune fille vêtue de gaze (...). Il arrivait impétueusement pour lui déclarer son amour, (...) il trouva sa vaporeuse sylphide (...) languissamment couchée sur le divan (Balzac, Langeais, 1834, p. 250).

In this instance, Balzac use the word Sylphide to describe an idealized woman, more fantasy than real. This passage is from La Duchesse de Langeais, a 1834 novel where Balzac describes how General Armand de Montriveau, a war hero, is enamored with Duchess Antoinette de Langeais, a coquettish, married noblewoman who invites him to a ball, teases him but ultimately refuses his sexual advances and then disappears in thin air.

Airy movements the Duchess Antoinette had?

…. After reading the multiple sources of history and literature triggered by my initial intent to summarize the contribution of Paracelsius to toxicology, I wondered if, through my camera lens, I can build a sylphide. What if I could take pictures of different women and then try to build an imaginary sylph through a puzzle?

There was only one way to find out.

I walked around the streets and without compromising the identity of the women, took a few photos.

Should she favor a lace dress and sandals? In this instance it will be a Greek siren visiting our small cowboy town from the Sirenum scopuli islands...



Or perhaps she will proudly show her tattoo and shoulders. Her hair would be perfectly black and simple. She reminded me more of a mermaid with her strong shoulders. Interestingly, the first stories appeared in ancient Assyria, in which the goddess Atargatis transformed herself into a mermaid out of shame for accidentally killing her human lover.


Hmm, that is quite a story, especially since I could not tell if her lower body had fish scales and a large tail!



Talking about lower body, would she wear a comfortable pair of sweatpants with elephant prints on them? I laughed thinking how strange it will look to have the mermaid upper body on these hips and legs...



All this leads me to a most comfortable imaginary woman. A family woman, keeping vigil while her mate sleeps. A woman with no extravagance, no elephant prints, tattoos, or white lace dress.


I suppose a street photographer always tries to find an angle to tell the story of people that the common mortal does not see or does not think about seeing. A few years ago I did a similar experiment taking photos of people from a dog’s perspective (https://liveingray.blogspot.com/2014/09/street-photography-from-dogs-perspective.html). This project continues to intrigue blog visitors from around the world.

So, sylph, sylphide, Silphidae, siren (Σειρήν Seirēn) or mermaid, one way or another they were dangerous creatures. Yet our male fantasy of dreaming about the ideal woman, if not in real life but in our secret moments, remains powerful across time, cultures and continents.

June 25, 2018
©Vahé A. Kazandjian, 2018

Sunday, June 24, 2018

Distance and Detail: How Ray Lewis and Michael Phelps Look From a Boat



Large format photography is either an unshakable passion, or a dream one has to fulfill, at least once.

It was the latter reason when a friend, who also uses classic film cameras, brought his Graflex 4x5 Crown Graphic camera to take photos of the Baltimore Harbor from a boat.

I never owned or used large format cameras. As a street photographer, these cameras are like carrying a Sherman tank upon my shoulder and pointing its canon to people! But on this trip, I wanted to see what a 135mm f4.7 Xenar lens can do.

Ray Lewis, Ravens Football player and esteemed Baltimore citizen. His portrait is on a huge container side. Only from the 500 yards or so distance in the water can one appreciate the beauty of this work. I decided to find an angle that includes the metal structures around it.



Michael Phelps, the most decorated Olympian of all times. He is known as “The Baltimore Bullet” and this larger than life image of him swimming makes the harbor waters seem plain and calm.



Well, there is no comparison in the quality of the output between a 35mm and a large format film. But if one considers the tiny size of a Leica IIIF to that of the Graflex, the flexibility in capturing the moment becomes of importance.

What I am not sure is the real benefit of using medium format film and camera compared to a large format. With a good lens and diligent darkroom work, medium format can yield amazing quality as well.

But… the shock factor of getting out of a boat with a Graflex 4x5 on your shoulder is unsurpassed!

June 24, 2018
©Vahé A. Kazandjian, 2018

Sunday, June 10, 2018

Fishmongers, London, UK


A friend from London, UK sent me the announcement for a fish dinner upcoming July reminding me that a decade ago we had gone to a National Federation of Fishmongers.


“Time to do it again?” he asked.

If I recall correctly, that competition was at Billingsgate Market in London, and the first such competition I witnessed.  Large and very fresh salmon were filleted with the artfulness of a sculptor’s hands and the dexterity of a surgeon. All bones were extracted and every step of the process was closely observed and evaluated by professional monger-judges and after a number of rounds, a championed declared.

Of course we had the freshest salmon I have had after the competition was over.

… Well, that may have been a decade ago, but I am quite organized in keeping my printed photos in accessible places, and my negatives well annotated.  I recall having my Nikon F with me on that trip so looked in printed photos in the shoebox that says “Nikon F”!

Et voilà, I had kept a less than perfect photo in that box.


But it will do to prove to my friend that I had not forgotten about that day.

June 10, 2018
© Vahé A. Kazandjian, 2018