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Rambler: Sometimes the old ways are the best ways -- get the picture?
Sun,
Nov 7, 2004
With my chemicals and darkroom, I am often accused of being a photography
Luddite, and I imagine it will only get worse this Christmas.
My
own family is deserting me. My sister just bought her husband a digital
camera for his birthday. My brother, the former commercial photographer,
uses one to gather images for his new painting career. I even bought
one to take pictures of junk I sell on eBay.
What
do I sell? Old cameras. Want one?
So
I'm not a complete Luddite (Ned Ludd is the guy who busted up early
weaving machinery because it was putting people out of work) but it
is rare that I find myself feeling modern, either.
Such
was the case, however, when I was invited to a workshop to watch Quinn
Jacobson out in Riverdale do his version of wet-plate collodion photography,
a system that would have warmed the cockles of Ned Ludd's heart.
Becky
Wright's excellent article on Quinn's work Sept. 19 told a lot about
what he does, but it was fascinating to see it in person. It is a process
that was made deservedly "obsolete" more than 150 years ago.
Why deservedly? Because you pretty much hand-make your picture, using
chemicals that can kill you. For the process to be any more tedious
you'd have to draw your image by hand.
We
stood in Quinn's garage and watched him slowly pour collodion (a kind
of base) onto a sheet of glass, let it harden, put it in silver nitrate,
put it in a camera, then tell someone "Don't move for 20 seconds!"
while he took the picture.
All
the while Quinn got more and more excited, speculating that "this
time we'll get a nice image," and "this is really good light."
It was a lot of fiddling around with stuff, but it was clear that it
was that fiddling, that sweating, that precision, as much as the end
result, that sparked his plug.
Sometimes
the images were good, sometimes they weren't. We spent three hours and
he ended up with one he liked, which isn't bad as these things go.
Why
does he do it? There's no substitute, that's why.
His
150-year-old lens sees things modern ones don't, precisely because it
is ancient. I use 50-year-old lenses for the same reason. Modern lenses
are too good.
But
more, his ancient-style "film" captures things my modern film
barely touches and that pixels can only dream of. For the technology
wonks in the audience, one of his 5-by-7-inch plates probably has several
terabytes of information on it. To view one is like looking into someone's
soul.
I
watched. I was amazed. When it was done I went home, souped the film
I'd shot, and got a bit cocky as I admired the 72 still-wet "modern"
negatives I'd whipped out in 15 minutes.
But
then I realized it might take hours, days, in the darkroom before I
come up with one print from that mess I really like, one print that
really says something, that shows what I hoped it would.
And
even then it wouldn't match what Quinn was making.
Where
does this leave us? If all you want is scads of perfectly fine pictures,
digital does a nice job. So does film.
If
you want one single amazing image to capture and show the heart and
soul of someone, be ready to spend some time, no matter what you are
using.
In
this regard, people like Quinn may be on the leading edge.
Wasatch Rambler is the opinion of Charles Trentelman. You can reach
him at 625-4232, or e-mail at ctrentelman@standard.net
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