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February 28, 2014

Pencil Eyes - - Seeing with Art Tools


Midday:  Teaching drawing at American International College.  Cultivating creativity.  Readying students for next week's visit to the Springfield Museums.

Early Evening:  Attending art gallery event at UMass, Ahmerst.  Artist Kim Carlino and Curator Eva Fierst.  Seeing beauty and question marks.  Inspiring art and dialogue.  Listening.  Thinking of students at museum.  Compelled to draw. 

Artist, wearing Glasses
Night: Dining at Sakura in Northampton, Mass.  Buffet.  Man talking into cell phone earpiece cramming plate with sushi.

Man Lifting Himself Up
Eating and drawing.  Waitresses texting in Chinese.

Texting Waitresses
Noticing sketching, waitress saying, "Beautiful."

Pointing, saying, "This is you two texting."  Language barrier to communicating sucessfully.

Pointing, again, hoping: "Those are your ponytails."  Comprehending.  Calling friend over.  Laughing.

Screen Culture
Returning to texting.  Returning to drawing.

May 27, 2011

I Spent the Day Photographing with Sam Abell, Jay Maisel and Hundreds of Hallmark Students


What a day! A dream photography workshop!

Sign of the Times
Now, well, er, um, I was not actually physically present with all these photographers, but their spirits were with me.

Harbor Wharf
Along with industry legend Jay Maisel, National Geographic photographer Sam Abell regularly speaks at Hallmark Institute of Photography, where I teach.  During a recent talk Abell delighted in stories detailing his approach of first framing a scene, and then waiting patiently for wonderful events to unfold that add life, complexity and depth to the final image.

"Old Ironsides" Needs Additional Protection in the New World


I imagined Abell's soothing voice in my head, narrating with mounting interest the layers of meaning and metaphor that emerged as I worked towards this picture of the USS Constitution in Boston, Massachusetts.  The vessel is nicknamed "Old Ironsides," as attacker's cannonballs used to bounce off the ship's wooden hull.

A fence mounted on the pontoons protects this oldest commissioned warship in the U.S. Navy from attacks by sea.  I photographed workers posting signs on the fence: U.S. Navy Restricted Area - Use Of Force Authorized

Shadowy terrorists with plastic explosives replacing known foes with cannonballs makes for a world far different from George Washington's, who ordered the ship's construction.
 
Each morning at 8:00 a blank cannon round is fired, followed by raising Old Glory as The Star-Spangled Banner plays.  This salute ritual commenced in 1798 and recently came under fire as nearby condo owners complained about the noise.

Rush Hour

Leaving the Navy Yard, on my way to the North End, Boston's Italian neighborhood, I stopped to photograph a contemporary ritual:  morning bumper to bumper traffic flowing over the Zakim bridge into Boston.  Like Harbor Wharf above, this is an in-camera multiple exposure.

Thinking like a photojournalist, I wanted to capture the diesel coating on this school bus.  I followed it through the streets,  jumping out of my car at stoplights to shoot.

Light, Color, Gesture


The situation evoked Jay Maisel speaking about seeing an ephemeral scene and the "terror" of trying to catch the light, subject matter and moment, before it melts away forever.   My resulting image was more art than journalism.  Maisel's recipe for creating a memorable photograph: Light, Color and Gesture.  (Gesture does not have to be human.  It can be a light that is on, for example.)

il Tricolore


The bus led me into the heart of the North End and a free parking space.  Into my fifth year of teaching, I have graded hundreds of assignments and carried out numerous critiques.  Teaching is a good method for improving your own photography.

This is why I say that my students accompanied me on this day of shooting, as echoes of my comments on their work swirled in my consciousness:  fill the frame with storytelling details, avoid bright areas in the corners, be in charge of where you want your viewer's eye to go, learn the rules so you can consciously break them, work each subject thoroughly, get close...


With my students, I try to simultaneously nurture their raw creative fire while pointing them in a intentional, commercial direction.

Mangia - Mangia


My stock photography editor at Photolibrary, Phyllis Giarnese "joined" the crowd on today's photographic outing as well.  Giarnese manages to simultaneously nurture my fine art eye while encouraging me to shoot in a more commercially viable manner.  Add human narrative to your solitary visions.

I hope that she will be interested in marketing these three North End vignettes.

Behind the statue of Paul Revere, the North Church peeks out from the mist.

Tweet if by Land, and Facebook if by Sea
He said to his friend, "If the British march
By land or sea from the town to-night,
Hang a lantern aloft in the belfry arch
Of the North Church tower as a signal light,--
One if by land, and two if by sea;
And I on the opposite shore will be,
Ready to ride and spread the alarm
Through every Middlesex village and farm,
For the country folk to be up and to arm."

From Paul Revere's Ride
by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Texting No. 2
I am fascinated and concerned by the ubiquity of hand-held mobile screens.  Note the iPadus Americanus with Paul Revere and these Harvard University seniors waiting for a shuttle bus.

Inside Outside

My day ended with a superb ice cream cone from J.P. Licks:  Coffee Oreo and Chocolate M&M.

And this post ends with a big thanks to Sam, Jay, Phyllis and all my students.


September 2, 2010

Three Vermont Landscapes


Enjoy | Delight in Life

Jumping in a lake made by a dam on the West River in Townsend, Vermont cooled my friends and me on a hot August afternoon.


Swimming demarcation buoys, the dam and the beautifully curved hills fit snugly.


I put my plastic film camera in a ziploc bag to shoot partially submerged.


And what trip to an American beach would be complete without a football?

Don't a miss a meal at the nearby Dam Diner.

Tech Tips: Ansco Pix Panorama camera, no settings to set, Kodak Professional BW400CN, C-41 Process Black & White Negative Film ISO 400, film processed and scanned at Walgreens.

December 8, 2009

Frosted Leaves and Doughnuts - The Kennedy Special Election

Yesterday I got to the polls early in Greenfield, Massachusetts, to cover the special election primary held to fill the seat left vacant by the passing of Senator Ted Kennedy. Not much activity.



Perhaps the cold led to an absence of sign toting supporters outside Greenfield High School, the polling site. With no political subjects at hand, I made do with frosted leaves.



Not sure what the sign above means. Can you figure out what is going on in the abstraction below?



A powerfully wonderful smell wafted off these fresh donuts from local, non-chain Adams Donuts. As I photographed, one senior citizen volunteer poll worker offered to split a doughnut with me.



I photographed Senator Kennedy in Boston and Washington. He could fire up a crowd in minutes. His replacement has big shoes to fill.

©2009 John Nordell

October 21, 2009

Summer Harvests and Musical Influences

A couple of hard frosts led me to clean the garage so a car could fit. In the process I found this box of summer souvenirs. The collection looked as grand and precious as ancient artifacts in a museum.



I then found myself in a photographic quandary. How to show the whole collection, along with the defining edges of the box, but also see the small items clearly. Hmm. Guess I need a detail shot as well.



However, I really wanted to tell the whole story with a single image. The multiple exposure I then created lacked the elegance I sought.


Summer Harvest

Later in the day, driving home from dinner at The People's Pint (delicious local food) I listened to Aphrodesia, a world beat band that mixes American R&B and African Pop, a James Brown and Fela Kuti hybrid. (One way I connect with my students is to solicit music from them. I play tracks as they come into class. A student recently laid Afrodesia on me.)

As I listened, a quandary solving vision came to me. Click image to enlarge.


Summer Harvest II

I grooved to Aphrodesia as I put these pieces together.

©2009 John Nordell

October 14, 2009

Finding Light Before Sunup

It was a delicate extraction. So as to not disturb this fallen leaf, I carefully lifted the lid of my trunk to retrieve my camera bag.



Something about complementary colors in dawn street lamp light compelled me to photograph.

Having recently produced some videos, the idea of motion and sequence is on my mind. With my camera set to a slow shutter speed, I experimented with taking pictures while walking across the parking lot.


Parking Lot Cosmos

My final destination: the eyeglass shop.


Sunglasses for Sale

After these 10 minutes of shooting, the camera went back in the trunk, and I went into nearby Denny's Pantry for breakfast.

© 2009 John Nordell

July 22, 2009

Drive-Thru Photography


I believe in the power of having a destination. I showed up to photograph the hot air balloon kick-off to the Green River Festival, in Greenfield, Massachusetts. However, rain delayed the launch. So I headed off for breakfast, consciously choosing to not take the most direct, habitual route.

It was really pouring when I passed McDonald's. I had watched the recent grounds makeover of this location and was interested in how the manicured lawn hemmed in by sidewalks and pavement looked non-natural.



I parked and shot through the drop splattered window, musing how consumers idling in fast food drive-thru chutes symbolize the twin issues of obesity and fuel waste.

I then laughed at my judgemental self: Here I am sitting in my car, avoiding getting wet, using fuel, driving around town taking pictures. Maybe I can recommit to the energy saving hypermiling approach to driving. Or, get out the bicycle.



Like approaching a ritual in a foreign land, I decided to experience the drive-thru. Since I eat healthy, I ordered a small orange juice.



While I waited for my order, I asked the server, Julie, about her Green Wave jacket. I found out that plays on the Greenfield High School basketball team and that the team did not do very well. She is a junior and takes some classes at Greenfield Community College for which she receives both high school and college credit. "You must be smart," I comment. Big smile. "I try to keep my grades up." And she is working at 6:30 Saturday morning!

After a delay, she sent me to window 2.



I asked this server if I could take a picture. "No, you are not allowed to take pictures here." So I pulled ahead a few feet and documented my catch. Note the quantity of packaging for a small oj.



Then off to breakfast at Denny's Pantry, a local joint. Across the street at Burger King, a uniformed man applied chemicals to lawn weeds. "Can I take your picture?" I asked. His reply was something like: "Sorry, but you can't. Even if 22 News (a local television station) showed up, I am supposed to pack up and leave."



Weeds poisoned, signs sprouted.
A clean, generic, stock photo.



A closer look, with the lens not attached to the camera.

Notes:

I never made it to the balloons, but having a destination led to a powerful experience.

I photographed the pesticide warning signs a few days after my McDonald's visit.

© 2009 John Nordell

May 27, 2009

Let's Talk About Silk, Perception and the Brain!



Mill Windows, 2009

After making this abstract treatment of a mill building in Florence, Massachusetts, I noticed these parking signs. I shot the scene for a while, since such graphic visuals often are used by stock photography clients to give direction to their marketing messages.



I then ran into a friend and asked if he knew anything about the mill buildings. He talked of how silk worms imported from Asia fed on locally cultivated Mulberry trees. Delicate silk fabric ultimately emerged from the boxy mills. Wow. How much history in each square foot of these historic towns.

On my way home, I passed the Miss Florence Diner, as I have many times. Only today, I noticed the sign that boasted, "Silk City Tap Room." I know Miss Florence's classic neon usually attracts my attention, but how had I completely missed the Silk City sign?



Several years ago at a Learning and the Brain Conference, I met brain researcher/educator Gessner Geyer. He writes: “Your central nervous system perceives unconsciously nearly 1 trillion bits of data per second, while your brain consciously processes only about 50 bits of data per second.”

Now I get it. We can only consciously take in so much. The information I gained about silk production in this town influenced my seeing.

How many connections can you make between these images in terms of pattern and color?

May 6, 2009

Abstract Bird's Eye View of Boston


On visits to Boston over the last year, on occasion I have lunched at the Top of the Hub, a restaurant on the 52 floor of the Prudential Tower. The food is fine, but the view rocks.

Here is shot of the Massachusetts Institute of Technology (MIT) campus that sits astride the Charles River. I waited for cloud shadows to cover the background neighborhoods in order to highlight the school's buildings. Clarity is key with stock photography.



Though shot at a wider angle, the same campus scene can be found three times in this layered view.


Cityscape, 2008

A few weeks ago, I had my 2x teleconverter along, which doubled the magnification of my zoom lens, allowing me to get close - from above - to Boston's Back Bay neighborhood.


Townhouse Neighborhood, 2009

Speaking of Boston restaurants, I recently dined on scrumptious sushi at Haru.

March 4, 2009

China on My Mind


Some of my first photographs taken as a boy were scenes of Harvard Square in Cambridge, Massachusetts. After a haircut, while waiting for my parents to pick me up, I composed this image outside a Chinese restaurant in "The Square."



We were on our way to Boston's Chinatown for dim sum at Hei La Moon Restuarant. Upon entering the establishment, the prospects for the food's authenticity looked promising as we were minorities in an ethnic restaurant.



The dim sum servers stamped our check with each delivered plate of food. A stray drop from refilling our water glasses lent a watercolor feel to stamp "38." The beauty of this functional item led to a discussion of Sol LeWitt's art. The food was delicious.



After lunch, we continued our exploration of new sights, smells and sounds. The visit filled my well of inspiration. Putting this post together, I noticed the red thread that ties the images together.