Vale Robert Hughes.
Hughes was an Australian Art Critic and Historian of
superb clarity and breadth of knowledge
Unlike commentators today who seem to think criticism is
either a post-modern art form or impolite or both, Hughes wasn’t impressed by
bullshit. He said of a wealthy collectors taste and in front of Damien Hirst’s
Sculpture “The Virgin Mother”, “Isn’t it a miracle what so much money and so
little ability can produce?”
I always enjoyed his writing as it seemed that every
sentence contained a concept and sub-text that led you to further understanding
the art being discussed. It wasn’t the turgid, self referential gobbledygook
that the arts drown in today.
Take this passage from his wonderful book of Australia’s
history “The Fatal Shore”…
Or this from “The Shock of the New”….
Some say he was cruel, I think he was just bluntly honest
and saw art as being too worthwhile, too important, a human activity to bother
mincing his words on what he saw as inferior art, “…. otherwise you turn out to
be a sort of Pollyanna who wanders the world thinking every sprig of clover is
a rose”.
Asked once about being a critic he said, “I’m just the
piano player in the whorehouse of art”. And about his so-called elitism, “…I
just have a preference for well made things to badly made things and articulate
speech to mumbling”.
Which brings me to a television program that’s been
running here for a few weeks on ABC called “Photo Finish”.
Each week a presenter, a photographer (professional and
with a different skill set each week) and a gallery curator select three
amateur “togs”, give them some gear (some very good gear, advertising for
Canon) and let them loose on a specific topic with the goal of producing one
uncropped (with minimal photoshop) print at the end of a set time limit, one of
which is judged by the panel to be the winner.
Apart from one wag saying it was “Masterchef with a UV
filter” and a photographer whose work I admire very much, Judith Crispin ( http://www.flickr.com/photos/hsien-ku/
) commenting to me on FB “…it’s amateurism at its worst”, there has or seems to
have been no comment/criticism about this program.
Well, last night the topic for the shows contestants was
performance photography and by the time the program had limped to its end, I
angrily looked at a newspaper that had three well written obituaries on Robert
Hughes and thought, “Why have photographers not commented? Surely, they can’t
be all that impressed?” I thought, “Hughes would be excoriating about this
show.”
So here goes.
The idea of three amateurs going off to shoot within a
time constraint and a specific brief, as a pro does, is a good one often
showing how difficult it can be to “bring home the bacon”. Apart from the high–end
Canon gear mentioned, there have been plastic cameras, phone cameras and medium
format. What seems to be missing is a level of instruction (as many contestants
say, “I’ve never used gear like this before”) that allows them a degree of
confidence that they are getting their shots without worrying about the
camera’s functions. In one episode they were set to do portraits with studio
light: perhaps the camera’s were pre-set and light readings had been taken
earlier but as presented, it must have been gut churning to cope with a medium
format and studio lights whilst having half an hour to grab a portrait of a
well known celebrity. I’d be packin’-me-daks!
The contestants are literally confronted with the judges
who almost scream the instructions and the woman curator hardly smiles but
frowns her advice whilst seemingly knowing that these people can’t ever produce
art that she would like.
The noise levels in this opening sequence are like being
in an Australian restaurant, so excitedly high, that you can’t hear someone talk
only a metre away.
One contestant was sent to a ballet dress rehearsal and
said as her jaw dropped, “There’s so much going on, where do I focus”? But she
got into it and enjoyed the challenge but later saying “I think I’ve got the
money-shot” was probably not the most appropriate phrase for ballet.
Another, at a dance / acting performance spent more time
looking in the back of his camera and moving around so much it was like he was
attacking the subject, trying to dominate it rather than letting it evolve and
unfold toward him.
The comment “The actors really performed well for me” has
that terrifying contemporary ring of
“Mia Primo” of being more important than the thing you’re recording or
the people performing.
A constant in performance photography is: 1/ The lighting
is set for you: 2/ The costumes are provided too: 3/ The movements are directed
or choreographed.
In other words, you don’t get to alter that; you just get
to select appropriately.
Some of the judges comments then, were flabbergastingly silly:
“You’ve played with the shadows really well” “The lighting, you’ve done so
well”(see No.1) or “Pity you didn’t move his hand” (see No.3) or “That detail
in the costume helps”(see No.2) and “You’ve captured the cleverness of the
performers”, shows either a level of disrespect toward performers or a complete
lack of appreciation or misunderstanding of what performers do…. another Mia
Primo moment.
This series could have been really good but to me it seems
cobbled together: somehow it’s too smart by half.
Cheers petals
Shane
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