Wednesday, January 06, 2016




There is a paradox related to how we perceive perfection in these times. I would assert that my Sony clock radio sounds a lot better than what people listen to with their tiny bud earphones. While some to this day insist that records had a true presence and the CDs do not I must admit that I like to listen to my CDs in my JBL Studio Monitors. Sound indeed (to me) was better then (and now in my living room) than now. But as most have never had the chance to listen to music with proper speakers that do not enhance and distort the bass sound they do not know what they are missing.

For years I resisted eating yoghurt thinking that like buttermilk this was some sort of rotten milk product. I was offered peach yoghurt when I was 21 and I have been a fan since.

With my photography I have gone through all kinds of stages. I have shot extremely sharp pictures. I have used contrast. I have printed my b+w negatives dark or light. I have looked for lighting perfection without a spill of a highlight in the shadow areas. I have blurred my dance pictures with very slow shutter speeds. In short I have shot the gamut (for me) of what photography can offer.

Of late I have seen the iPhone 6 bus shelter adds in Vancouver – Shot With an iPhone 6. The photographs mostly show a pristine perfection that to me lacks the humanity (and thus unpredictability) of imperfection. Those who know will understand that the pictures are taken to adjust to the iPhone’s capabilities to excel only in low contrast situations. To me this sort of photography is tired and I seek excitement in taking pictures with the flaws of whatever process will enhance them.

And if I see one more glorious sunset on Facebook I will scream in the privacy of my new oficina (formerly a garage and detached from our new little home). Nobody will hear me but I will glory at the satisfaction