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My Photographic Alphabet, pt.3

The third day and final letters in my photographic alphabet, The Stockholm version 2015. It will take some time before i stop thinking about letters when I take my walks in the city. But another time and another place, and I will do it again. No, it was not made in order from A to Z, if you ever wondered. I gave myself the artistic freedom not to.

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R was the trickiest to find. But when you do this exercise for some time you get a skilled eye. This is the only R, while I have many of the other letters. Some more favorites than others.

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Yes, it is me. Like Hitchcock or Jacques Tati…

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I have found the letters all over the city. Building sites are useful. Letters are everywhere, just start looking.

😊   Pelle

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Writing with light.

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The alphabet starts with an A.

Here is how Wikipedia explains photography. ( I have simplified the text a little ).

Photography is the science, art and practice of creating images by recording light by means of an image sensor, or chemically by means of a light-sensitive material such as photographic film

Photography is employed in many fields of science, manufacturing and business, as well as its more direct uses for art, recreational purposes, and mass communication.

“…as well as its more direct uses for art, recreational purposes, and mass communication.” I like that!

You can certainly use the media in your very own way. Let´s simply say it is writing with light. So I created my own alphabet. I made this exercise in art school years ago but in black and white.  This is much more colorful. Doing your own is a good exercise for your eyes and mind. And I can promise you that you will get to see your surroundings in a new light. But why don´t you do it in your kitchen, garden, on your vacation or, well where ever. Good luck!

I had great fun doing this, and many people asked me what I was doing… They were a little surprised when i explalined.

There are more letters to come.

😊   Pelle

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Homage to Gertrud

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The name in the calendar today is Gertrud. The name of my aunt. She gave me my first camera and she always encouraged me to take pictures when we met. She moved early to Stockholm where she worked in a dairy. I made this homage to her in 1998, as you can see. It is Gertrud in the hat. You can also see my mother and my sister. Today I send her an extra thought of gratitude for what she did for me.

“It´s like when you take a photograph, perspective matters”

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Time does not rest

This is an interesting article about aging and memory. You will find it on BBC using the link below. The quote is a metaphor with cameras and photography. Many of us regognise ourselves in this. So, where did I park my car yesterday? I guess you don´t have to be old to feel it embarrassing.

“It’s like when you take a photograph – there’s the shutter speed to consider, but there’s also the depth of field. Perspective matters.”

A Point of View is broadcast on Fridays on Radio 4 at 20:50 GMT and repeated Sundays 08:50 GMT or listen on BBC iPlayer.

Unfortunately I can’t see who wrote it.

http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/magazine-31849855

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The clock is ticking

Picture this

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Should I stay or should I go? Eiffel Tower in Paris. My version at that time.

What is a photograph? How come we are so fascinated by it? These questions come to me over and over again. With the camera we record something three dimensional on some kind of media. Then it comes out in two dimensions. Color or black and white. A black and white version of a reality in color is often a very strong image. When we take the colors away we focus more strongly on the subject in the picture. But, of course it would be all to easy if it were always like that. The moment we press the shutter the picture is part of history, and that part of time will never come back again. Is it perhaps that? We have recorded something that is unique in time. It will never happen again. Sometimes we adjust it. Change contrast, colors or saturation and it becomes more interesting. A good composition helps. But not always. Always is never. Pictures often become more interesting as time goes. They help us to remember. But as they are not always a true document of a person or place they will not help us to remember the truth. But, what is truth anyway? Sorry to confuse you, but I am just so fascinated by it. Please share some thoughts with me if you like. I am sure I will come back to the subject in the future. The future that tends to become past very soon. Often. No, always that is.

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Eiffel Tower in Paris. This is my camera version of reality.

Won´t get foold again!

IMG_03926_Blogg When I studied to become a photographer I learned how rays of light travel through glass and how they reflect on different surfaces. I learned how to use chemicals to develop my films and prints. How a light meter works and that the illustration above was an up to date SLR, Single Lens Reflex, camera. It was, but not so anymore!  Today most cameras are small hi-tech computers with a lab attached that focus, recognize faces, expose in difficult lights and they develope your image. Cameras are, however, as they have always been, a lens in one end and a distance to a light sensitive material in the other. Chip or film. So who is a good photographer? What is a good photograph? Well, I am not one to judge or tell you. This will always be up to you. However, whenever you fall in love with the subject in the picture, a cute puppy or a sexy girl, or man of course, perhaps that is not a good photograph. Perhaps. At least give it a thought.

Today photography is not so destructive to our environment like it used to be. That is great! I like that!

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Here is an intresting link to an article about the box camera. About what happens when you do NOT fire away exposures, but take your time doing one. The article is written by Stephen Dowling and you will find it on BBC.com. More food for thoughts.

http://www.bbc.com/news/magazine-30530268      

Then there are those, like Man Ray, that produces stunning images using some photographic tools but without a camera!

Check this out if you can! Ewa Stackelberg now exhibiting at Fotografiska in Stockholm.

http://fotografiska.eu/utstallningar/utstallning/fotogram/

Happy image hunting!

Thank you father!

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My aunt Gertrud gave me my very first camera. A small Clic.

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She encouraged me to take photographs whenever we met, so I have always thought that she alone started my way into photography. I lived with my family outside Gävle. She lived in Stockholm and was working in a small milk shop. But, my father also must have been important. I see that now. He didn´t have a lab and he never spoke about it, but he was a keen photographer. He wasn´t interested in printing. But he was in taking photographs.

These two are my favorites. Me and my mother and our family on a picnic. He died ten years ago and left us thousands of images. Some very old from his youth and time in the army. His biggest interest in life was vintage cars and motorcycles. There are many with that too. Unfortunately we don´t know who they all are, the people, on the photographs.

My father was happiest in his blue working overall spending most of his time in the garage with his old motorcycles. He had a great selection. I know we have many things in common, we are much alike. I am also very happy with my photography. It has become my way of living.

I remember staying over night in Stockholm at the time. My father and I was walking along a pavement and I was holding his hand. I was so taken by the atmosphere and the surroundings that I said, father I like to live here. He kindly laughed at me. Like parents do when their children say something funny or stupid. He answered, Is that so, no I don´t think so. Since many years I live in Stockholm. Not far from where Gertrud lived.

Thank you father. And you too, aunt Gertrud!

: ) Pelle

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