The sun was shining but these were no clean races. The most difficult horse to get into the start box did win. They are often a bit nervous, but well on the way they just go for it. This is fast. Very fast! And it is not a silent sport. Screaming, yelling, breathing. The hooves sounding against the ground with great power. No hard work, no win. And that goes for the team, horse and jockey.
Yesterday was “another day at the races” . At Täby Galopp. It is just as fun and it is not until afterwards that I see what I have managed to catch. I know what I am looking for, but that is about it. There is never any guarantee that I get it. Sometimes I do, sometimes I don´t. That is also the charm, the excitement of it. It is colorful and it is fast.
The hooves against the track, jockeys shouting, and the horses heavy breathing.
It is called dirt track, no doubt.
The jockeys and the horses are a team. But the horses are not any ordinary engine.
PP, power personality.
Like me, sometimes they win and sometimes they loose. The big small men.
No time for the horses to take a look at the beautiful surroundings.
This is an interesting article about female photographers, known and unknown to most of us.
Written by William Boyd. His new novel, Sweet Caress, is published on 27 August. Article from The Guardian.
“The integrity and the quality of the unique image are what makes photography different, what makes it work. A meaningless blur of incremental profusion is not artful. These exemplary female photographers and their work remind us precisely why photography is an art.”
“With a camera, what you had in your hands was a stop-time device: press the release button and you had a moment frozen forever. None of the other arts could do this and certainly not with such astonishing detail – all you needed was the wonderful machine, and the relentless march of time was halted.”
“These women and their lives and times seem like ancient history in an age where anyone with a mobile phone now has their camera constantly with them. In 2014 we took one trillion photos; 30bn of which were selfies. It’s worth reminding ourselves – in the context of this monstrous exponential profusion of images that we live with – that all the great photographs these women took were shot on film (or plate), developed and printed. Somehow the pre-digital image has greater value and sincerity. Recovering and recognising anew the work of these photographers reminds us of the true nature of the art-form and its unique ability to seize the moment and stop time. Billions on billions of moments seized doesn’t seem like “stopping time” any more.”
When I grew up horsepower came on wheels. Two or four, but very seldom on legs. We lived in the country but my father had a garage and motors were his big interest. Overshadowing most everything and life long. Most of my family have the same interest, but I kind of fell down another tree, or how the saying goes.
Horses are beautiful with a force and power that is tremendous. Perhaps there are similarities in racing horses or other horsepowers. You have to take care of the power, treat it well, to make it work for you. It is an amazing team work. Horses are personalities and they could, like us, have a bad day. Things I understand but don´t know so much about since I havn´t come close to them. Until now that is.
The way I have chosen to photograph horses is a great gamble. But it is nothing that I can bet on. Not until afterwards do I see if I managed to catch the moment. A moment that I often does not really know existed. But it appears very clear to me when I see all the exposures what I like. As most always with photography it takes just as much time in post as taking the photographs. To come up with a selection is time consuming. This is a small selection from yesterday.
Yesterday I made another attempt to cover a horserace at Täby Galopp. The weather was fine and the whole evening was great with many interesting horse events. Like barrel racing and shooting with a bow and arow from horseback. However I concentrated on the traditional races. Trying to capture the speed and color of the event. Easy, NO! Difficult to chose the right images that I think are the best. I´ll keep on experimenting, and I will see what will come out of it.
Well, I did it my way!