... and also make collages. At least, David Hockney does.
First up, a polaroid collage. A riff on his famous pool paintings of the late 60's, early 70's.
There's a number of well-known Hockney photo-collages, and they tend to give the impression that they're easy to do. They're not. Just google 'Hockney photo-collage' and you'll find a number of works inspired by Hockney, few of which are remotely interesting or compelling.
New York City may be at its loveliest after freshly fallen snow. Of course, residents there just now may be grousing that when you've had snow for several weeks of a difficult winter, then it loses its novelty.
Theatre District, Manhattan
Still, when I lived there, nothing was more romantic or beautiful to me than the quiet of the deserted streets, the immense grandeur of the city all about you.
Polaroid - first of all, don't shake it. Despite Outkast's urgings, it's counter-productive to the finished image, re-distributing portions of the film as it dries.
Avalanche, by William Wegman
The great Polaroid company has gone bankrupt twice in this decade, courtesy of digital technology (oh, and then there's the billion dollar pyramid scheme that the owner was caught in too). One result of this is that their vast collection of artist poloaroids are going on the auction block. The collection is estimated to bring in $7.5 million to $11 million.
Imogen and Herione by David Hockney
I'm a big fan of Hockney's work, and there's remarkable stuff been done down the years with polaroids. I'll dig out more striking examples somewhere along the way...
Guy Garvey, of the band Elbow, speaking with singer-songwriter Jess Hoop after convincing her to move to Manchester from LA:
Garvey says: "I've got a theory about why Manchester generates the music it does and a lot of it is days like today [gestures to the grey afternoon outside]."
"And how often do days like today happen?" Hoop asks pointedly.
"Often," says Garvey. "Are you asking for your money back? Someone described it recently as it's like the whole of the city is in a Tupperware box when the sky is this grey. You don't know where the sun is and the colour doesn't change from dawn to dusk. So the passage of time isn't so obvious and I think that encourages introspection."
About two years ago, my dad suffered a small stroke. The main fall-out was that he lost approximately 75% of his vision. This would be a devastating loss for anyone, but for my dad, who's great passions are reading and painting (there's music, also - all of which which just goes to show that the fruit doesn't fall far from the tree), it was crushing.
After the stroke, he'd go to the library and use a machine there that reads books to the visually impaired. He went there so often that when it came time to upgrade the machine, the city donated the old model to him on indefinite 'loan.'
It's a tremendous example of social services working in the way they're meant to. Recently dad was photographed for the city services calendar, and for an advertising campaign around the city. I know from experience that he's a lousy model, that he hates being photographed. The photographer seems to have done a fine job...
A news story in the New York Times reported that the Magnum Photo Agency archive has been purchased by Michael Dell, and will be housed at the magnificent Harry Ransom Centre in Austin, Texas - thus confirming one thing we already know, which is that the Ransom Centre is the most important building in Austin, and probably in all of Texas. Why? Go look around....
I read an article in one of the English newspapers today about an exhibition of photographs by John Bulmer. I wasn't familiar with his work, but it's evocative stuff. Much of it was taken on assignment in the early '60s. The images that really struck me were from a series he shot for the Sunday Times on the changing face of the North of England.
What several images brought to mind was that Manchester, where some of the images were taken, looked very much this way when I was a kid. I'm reminded what a poor city it was then, and of where my parents come from. Also, of how far we've come, in a certain sense.
I've posted a couple of Bulmer's pictures here, but I'm a bit wary of infringing his copyrights, and so I'd rather direct you to his site, which is here:
Meanwhile, I'm inclined to look into the possibility of purchasing prints from the exhibition...