The Pizza Pan Ceiling

Figure 1 - Pizza Pan Alley, Wellesley, MA, 2013, (c) DE Wolf

Figure 1 – Pizza Pan Alley, Wellesley, MA, 2013, (c) DE Wolf

Imagine that you’re in the Sistine Chapel and want to photograph the ceiling – or in the Roman Pantheon and want to shoot straight up to the middle of the dome.  Such photographs are very challenging, and unless you’re willing to ultimately shoot blind, are beyond the capabilities of most DSLRs.

Well I recently found myself in just such a situation.  There I was in Wellesley, Massachusetts at the “Upper Crust” pizza parlor waiting to be served, when I discovered the famous pizza tray ceiling, which distinctly reminded me so much of the game of “Tetris.”  With my Canon T2i or even my Panasonic Lumix this would present formidable challenges.  But for my IPhone 4s, no problem!  Indeed I start to wonder if this isn’t what it was made for.  So I give you “The Pizza Pan Ceiling, 2013.”

Understanding black and white photography

We have discussed at considerable length the concept of memes or if you prefer the connotations of images.  The most obvious lesson in all of this is that we cannot escape our biology.  It’s all in our genes – with the wonderful paradoxical caveat that the closer you look towards identifying those genes, the more the very concept becomes fuzzy and the gene disappears.  Still we are certainly very complex, and our ability to relate with an image and to associate it with a reality is deeply imbedded in a intertwined network of biology, physics, chemist, neurology, and ultimately psychology. 

It is never-the-less not a contradiction or paradox to believe that we can understand ourselves and in the present case understand the meaning of photography.  The fact that we are using the very computer that we are trying to understand, namely our brains, presents no real obstacles.

So let’s consider a very simple question, namely, why we can relate to a black and white image as expressing reality, even though we see in color?  And I should say from the start that I am conjecturing here – although I am fairly certain that there is a huge body of scientific literature on this very topic.

You will remember the image of Albert Einstein in our discussion of memes and the curious question of why he is wearing his wife’s coat.  Is the picture in your mind as Albert Einstein, your meme, in color or in black and white?  We had no problem recognizing this black and white image of Einstein as Einstein.  Similarly we would have no problem recognizing a color picture of Einstein as Einstein.  It is even the case that if we were to Photoshop an Einstein picture with weird, say psychedelic, colors that we would still associate this image with our meme entitled “Albert Einstein.”  So we conclude that the essential information that codes our meme is structural and black and white.  Color is unnecessary and in the case of the weirdly colored image can be a bit distracting, perhaps requiring a few more fractions of a second to gain recognition.

So in a sense we can argue that black and white is capable of carrying all of the necessary form information.  You might even argue that it is the fundamental form and for that reason we see in a black and white photograph some kind of purity.  This, perhaps, arises from the way in which vision evolved.  At the very least color can be quite confounding.  Working with modern digital cameras gives you the binary option of shall I stay in black and white, thereby focusing on form, light, and contrast or shall I add the very profoundly dominant element of color.  With an intensely colored image it’s often quite difficult to get your mind to focus on anything else.

That said, our eyes can crave color.  And certainly color can provide a very beautiful and dominant component to a photograph.  This is perhaps illustrated by the fact that quite often when one is working on a black and white image, we have the sense that something is missing and we can add that something by miserly adding just a bit of color, the fine subtle shades of toning.  In this process one often has the sense that the image is “meant” to be toned sepia or green or blue.  Of course, that is a very subjective sense.

So in this small bit of conjecture, we perhaps have the roots of a theory of why black and white photography is so appealing.  We see it as an art form that is essentially pure and unconfounded by color.  We see that it codes all the information about forms to appeal to our societal memes, that is to take on meaning and emotion.

Raghu Rai Visions of India

I was discussing the work of Narinder Nanu with a colleague, and he suggested that I should really take a look at the photographic work of Raghu Rai.  This proved to be excellent advice and a wonderful adventure.  There is a very unique quality and vision to Rai’s work.  He was born in 1942 and became a photographer in 1965.  He joined the staff of the New Delhi publication “The Statesman” in 1966.  Ten years later he became a freelance photographer and in 1977 became a protégé of Henri Cartier-Bresson, who appointed Rai to “Magnum Photos.”  Rai was also Director of Photography for “India Today,” from 1982-1992.  He has published several books, most famously “Reflections in Colour and “Reflections in Black and White.”

You can see some of Raghu Rai’s stunning work at Aicon Gallery on the web.  Probably his most famous image is that of an unknown child victim being buried after the Bhopal gas disaster.  In researching Rai’s images, I have found quite a few that I find wonderful and would call favorites.  The first is “The Day Before – Ayodhya, 6 Dec. 1992.”  The picture is perfect technically.  The density is exact, and the morning fog adds just a bit of mystery.  And then there is the subject matter, a sadhu giving an offering to a passerby and then, of course, there is the baboon.  It’s just so magical.  And then there is “Cloud Series 7, 2010.”  I have to say that I have never seen a picture quite like thisand never quite seen light like this, which divides a picture both horizontally and vertically into light and dark.  This truly speaks to a master’s vision.

Ducks on the Concord River and weather of biblical proportions

Figure 1 - Ducks taking flight, Concord, MA (c) DE Wolf 2013

Figure 1 – Ducks taking flight, Concord, MA (c) DE Wolf 2013

I went to Concord, Massachusetts today to take pictures at one of my favorite spots the National Historic Site at the Old North Bridge.  I walked down the path towards Daniel Chester French’s heroic Minute Man Statue and chatted with one of the park rangers about how high the river was because of recent rains – and I commented how Eagle Pass, TX had gotten over seventeen inches of rain yesterday.  Then I had to stop in my tracks.  Just beyond the bridge, the Concord River had consumed the foot path.  There was no going forward.

I continued to poke around a bit.  But no pictures grabbed by eye.  I wandered back towards my car along a little flooded meadow.  A pair of mallards thought that I was getting a bit too close, infringing on their personal space.  So they swam off towards a crowd of ducks.  Suddenly as I approached these, they all took to the air – retreat getting the best of valor.  I had no time to compose or anything.  Just lifted my camera up, pointed it in the general direction of the ducks, and pressed the shutter.  The ISO was 400 and the shutterspeed 1/4000 secs.  The results were not perfect.  The lens was wrong.  But they were just a bit satisfying – a little more satisfying then to merely have to speak of “the one that got away.”

This has truly been a year for terrible weather throughout the United States.  Most recently there was El Derecho and terrible rain and hail storms pounding the Midwest.  There is a wonderful photograph from June 12 of a lightening strike on the Willis Tower in Chicago by Chicago-based photographer, Scott Olson of Getty Images.   This is weather of biblical proportions and we are reminded of the movie “Ghostbusters.”

Dr. Peter Venkman: “This city is headed for a disaster of biblical proportions.”
Mayor: “What do you mean, “biblical”?”
Dr Ray Stantz: “What he means is Old Testament, Mr. Mayor, real wrath of God type stuff.”
Dr. Peter Venkman: “Exactly.”
Dr Ray Stantz: “Fire and brimstone coming down from the skies! Rivers and seas boiling!”
Dr. Egon Spengler: “Forty years of darkness! Earthquakes, volcanoes…”
Winston Zeddemore: “The dead rising from the grave!”
Dr. Peter Venkman: “Human sacrifice, dogs and cats living together… mass hysteria!”
Mayor: “All right, all right! I get the point!”

World’s first image of a hydrogen atom

From all of our discussions it should be clear by now what an incredibly visual species we are. It is in our genes. So it should be of no surprise that scientists are just as visual as everyone else. I used to think that biologists were pretty visual. If they couldn’t see, or at least picture something, they wouldn’t believe in it. I thought that physicists were , at least partially immune to all of this. You know, more abstract and mathematical in their thinking. But then I started to get excited the first time that I saw what are called nearfield images of single molecules of rows of benzene rings. And after that there was this wonderful electron microscope series of Uranium atoms dancing randomly in thermal motion.

But still, or so I thought, we were never going to see the structure of an individual atom. We were never going to see what are called the probability wave functions of say the hydrogen atom. In quantum mechanics objects like electrons and protons don’t occupy a single point in space rather where they are is a fuzzy area, and the mathematical formula that describes this area is called its probability wavefunction.  This quantum mechanical phenomenon seemed safely sacred, something we had to calculate using Schrodinger’s equation (Yes, the guy with the cat) and then visualize in our minds eye.

Well, the thing is that physicists love a challenge and humans, especially scientists, take limits as challenges to our intellectual manhood. Still I was astonished today when I read that Aneta Stodolna of the FOM Institute for Atomic and Molecular Physics (AMOLF) in the Netherlands and her team have used a quantum or photoionization microscope to take the world’s first picture of the electron orbitals in the hydrogen atom. 

This is really the stuff that “wows” are made of.  It truly appeals to our need for confirmation of something abstract with our eyes.  If we expand our definition of the camera, as I believe we must, to include other imaging devices and other regions of the spectrum, we are suddenly confronted by science at its best enabling us to see what was previously unseen.  On an intellectual plane, I am reminded again of Tennyson’s Ulysses and the margins that forever fade against the unstoppable light of human endeavor.  In physics this is something rare.  So much of particle physics and astrophysics are not truly accessible visually.  We are more often than not forced to take experimental results, put it in a mathematical context, and theorize.  No one is ever going to see the Big Bang, for instance.  Yet we can detect its remnants and see it with our mind’s eye.*

*HAMLET – “My father, methinks I see my father”
HORATIO – “Where, my lord?”
HAMLET – “In my minds eye, Horatio.”

Lessons learned

Well, I learned a lesson, or three, today.  I received a comment from a reader that my link to Narinder Nanu’s picture from yesterday was broken.  What I discovered was that MSN.com front loads its latest and greatest pictures so that the file name within their slide show keeps shifting.  So apparently you need to hyperlink to the URL, where the picture is stored.  This took me quite a while to find.

Probably this is a detail that you can live without.  However, in searching and trying to find a more permanent link to Nanu’s image I searched through hundreds of his images.  So the second lesson learned was, “Wow what a wonderful photographer he is.”  I highly recommend your doing a similar search.  It’s enlightening.

But then there’s the third lesson learned, or really relearned – in fact constantly being relearned.  All of what I said yesterday about why this is such a wonderful image is so true.  Great pictures lie in the light, the composition, and the quintessential ability to our appeal to our humanity.  The angle in that picture is oh so perfect.  The way the light strikes the face and turban and the way it is reflected in the water are magical.  And finally the subject matter is introspective, personal, and ultimately transcendent.  It gives us something to aspire to, both as photographers and as human beings.

But wait!  I have spoken about the same photograph two days in a row.  So I certainly hope that I’ve got the link right this time.*

*I have hopefully fixed the link in yesterday’s blog.

Serenity and devotion

It’s been an intense day at the office, and I have been looking for some peace and serenity.  And I am repeatedly drawn to a wonderful picture from Narinder Nanu of  AFP/Getty Images.  The picture was taken on June 7, 2013 and shows a Sikh devotee immersed in the holy water reservoir at the Golden Temple, the Harmandir Sahib or the abode of God.  In Amritsar, India this is the holiest of places for the Sikhs.

I pretty much like everything about this photograph starting with the subject matter.  There is no doubt what it is about, devotion and inner peace.  The colors are quite wonderful.  Just intense enough to indicate the steaminess of the day.  And in this context, the way in which the sky is washed out doesn’t bother me, which it usually does.  Here it adds a dreamy effect. The angle is really wonderful.  You don’t expect a picture like this to be taken from water level, but in doing so it really adds to the intimacy and creates the sense that the temple is floating.  The way that the devote’s face is lit from the side adds a tone of mystery and sharp intensity.  He is effectively illuminated both physically and spiritually by the light of the temple.  The way that the image of the temple reflects in undulating ripples is magnificent and adds a real sense of dynamic motion to the image.  Oh, and did I mention the perfect use of the golden rule of thirds?In my opinion, this is a great photograph!

Where is the Turkish woman in red now?

Figure 1 - George Wallace Attempting to block integration at the University of Alabama, Governor George Wallace stands defiantly at the door while being confronted by Deputy U.S. Attorney General Nicholas Katzenbach.

Figure 1 – George Wallace Attempting to block integration at the University of Alabamaand being confronted by U.S. Attorney General Nicholas Katzenbach, fifty years ago today. From the Wikimediacommons and the archives of the LOC and in the public domain.

We have discussed at some length the iconic image of the Turkish woman in red, how she became a meme, and how she rapidly rose to worldwide internet status.  Well just as her memetic stature was starting to fade, we were greeted today by new images from Istanbul, these of riot police emptying Taksim Square in a blaze of tear gas and water cannon.

Well, even keeping away from the specifics of the politics, there’s a lot of interesting aspects to this.  The goal of the opposition is always to create memes to appeal to the common psyche.  The goal of those in power is what?  To try very hard not to create memes?  Or is it to create the meme of the iron fist?  Either way, historically this fails.  I vividly remember my political science teacher in college remarking that the only legitimate wielder of power in a society is the government, but each time they use that power against the citizenry they diminish it.

Images of today’s police offensive in Istanbul is a very recognizable meme. The oppression of lawful demonstrations in Turkey seems all too familiar to other squares and other crackdowns.  indeed, you can argue that we are watching the genesis or reinforcement of a meme.  We have seen this play before and ultimately we know how it will end.

And then, as if that is not enough, we have NBC reporter Richard Engel broadcasting live from Taksim Square wearing a gas mask.  What is the subliminal message of this –   that it has become unsafe to breath the very air that is our human birthright, or that repression has forced us to inhabit the dark subterranean places frequented by rats and moles?  At some level it is certainly that freedom of expression is not squashed, but ultimately triumphant.  I apologize if I am being melodramatic.  But the Engel image is so bizarre as to become surreal.  The meaning is complex and subtle.  But it is powerful stuff.

And finally, consider Turkish Woman in Red in the context of Figure 1.  This is an image from the United States Library of Congress and shows Alabama Governor George Wallace barring entry to the University of Alabama by African American students.  Here he is confronted by United States Attornery General Nicholas Katzenbach.  The image was taken fifty years ago today.

 

Gruesome images from fifty years ago tomorrow

I guess that today’s blog falls into the baby boomers album of formative memories category again.  Today’s images are so raw and intense however, that I am pretty sure that they will speak to everyone. Fifty years ago tomorrow, June 11, 1963, Malcolm Browne of the Associated Press covered a protest rally of Buddhist monks in Saigon protesting the oppressive actions of the South Vietnamese government against Buddhists.  Suddenly Buddhist monk Thich Quang Duc sat down and his fellow monks doused him with five gallons of gasoline.  Then Buddhist Thich Quang Duc lit a match.

It is as if the images are still burned into my retina and I still cringe reflexively when I see them.  It was 1963 and it took fifteen hours for the shock wave to spread all around the globe.  The event with pivotal in President Kennedy’s decision to escalate US involvement in the War in Vietnam.  And as they say, the rest is history, very sad history.