G'day Possums,
Interesting times in Oz presently but more of that later in "Wombat Droppings."
The book I'm compiling of the last ballet performance photographed is nearly finished and has afforded during the lengthy post process, selection and lay-up, time to consider the value of books in comparison to individual or video images as a method of presentation.
Obviously I favour the book having produced and self published some 12 of them over the years.
I find that the photo-book falls into categories of A/ Collection or Album, B/ Collection/Record, C/ Narrative or D/ The subject/object itself.
Each book is without question an amalgam of all these categories but each should, I think, be looked at within the general category framing them.
Shane contemplates the Ides of March |
Interesting times in Oz presently but more of that later in "Wombat Droppings."
The book I'm compiling of the last ballet performance photographed is nearly finished and has afforded during the lengthy post process, selection and lay-up, time to consider the value of books in comparison to individual or video images as a method of presentation.
Obviously I favour the book having produced and self published some 12 of them over the years.
I find that the photo-book falls into categories of A/ Collection or Album, B/ Collection/Record, C/ Narrative or D/ The subject/object itself.
Each book is without question an amalgam of all these categories but each should, I think, be looked at within the general category framing them.
Nude: Themes And Ideas is very much in category “A” as a
collection of images taken over many years with the individual subjects grouped
by theme or concept.
or
Invitation to the Dance may be seen as partly “A”, “B”,
slightly “C” but mostly “D”.
The visual delights of cinema are many but ephemeral.
As
with the actual performance, all you retain in your memory is the sense of your
response to discrete moments and the totality of the whole.
Video, (well the bog-standard, single viewpoint record of a
performance, that is) contains little or no emotional engagement with the
subject and is really just a very plain record that the event actually
happened.
The book on the other hand by the very nature of its post
performance process can elucidate an essence of a performance and bring
together the overall “feel” of the whole in its discrete selection of images
that are cropped and adjusted to enhance the moment. The disadvantage of
movement being reduced to “stills” is more than compensated for by those
“stills” being able to be read at leisure within the performance narrative.
Shooting video or film for cinema is a wholly complex
creative business of another form but books contract that event into a more
accessible one.
And this little meme from http://bookriot.com/ says it perfectly.
I have just been notified of having been short-listed as one
of the 25 images selected from around 100 entrants for the Kingston Arts Lens
Mist 2015 Award at the end of February..... image below.
St Kilda Beach, Melbourne |
Wombat Droppings
or the chronicle of Australia's inexorable slide into Fascism.
Rabid-the-Hun’s constantly foolhardy “captain’s picks” have
landed him like Julius Caesar, facing the Ides of March or more appropriately
from his “Team Australia” rabble, a
(k)”Night of the Long Knives.”
According to Rabid, the “Far Northerners” of Queensland were
being as “absent-minded” as the “Tardis State” Victorians, in their historic
turnaround of their political landscapes by voting out in a single term, Conservative, right-wing, free-market oriented governments.
That people in this country look like they are awakening that the agenda promoted by
“The-Coots-With-Queer-Ideas-From-a-Parallel-Universe” (IPA) and being
implemented by the Liarbril Office-Boy rabble under Rabid-the-Hun is not to their communal
advantage at all is a welcome change.
Attempting to salvage his badly listing, barnacle encrusted
ship, SS Liarbril, Captain Rabid made one of his few forays to the Canberra
Press Club to reset his now poisonous narrative.
Unfortunately, all he could do was reiterate the lies,
slogans and blame of the 2013 election campaign with stuttering repetitions
that the aforementioned public have really ceased listening to.
The most
ludicrous of his assertions was that, "We've never
been a country that's ripped off generations to pay for today. And under my
government, we never will."
He
forgot to mention the years of plenty under “Little Johnny” Howard when instead
of investing in infrastructure it was all given away to middle class welfare
for short-term political gain.
He
forgot to mention his “Climate-Change-Is-Crap” idiocy; and in extolling the
“virtues” of repealing Carbon Pricing and ruining the development of Alternative
energies, he is inevitably condemning future generations to far greater expense
and hardship.
He
forgot too, to mention the dismantling of a “world’s best” National Broadband
Network to satisfy the business plans of IPA Donor, Rupert “The Ugly American/
Phone-Hacker” Murdoch or that reducing wages and stripping penalty rates,
introducing $100,000.00 University fees and dismantling one of the worlds best
health systems is actually not conducive to a prosperous or civil society.
In
short, with this mongrel Prime Miniature still ranting about Labor being a shambolic
rabble is, as I said years ago, only a projection his own rabble’s incompetence and complete lack
of ability to lead or think creatively about a vision for the nation other
than destroying it.
They have to rule as they have no capacity to lead.
They have to rule as they have no capacity to lead.
The
Ides of March are on the 15th of that month… will he last that long?
Hoo-roo
Petals,
Shane
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