Thursday, January 28, 2010
Monday, January 25, 2010
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Last week I went to Chinatown in search of a fish to photograph. I had two of my girls with me. We walked into a large market on 12th street here in Oakland.
Each customer seemed intent on handling each and every piece of fish laid out on huge beds of ice before making a final selection which invariably turned out to be the initial fish fingered many minutes earlier.
I have observed this phenomenon years ago at Macys. I once saw a woman methodically unfold and examine every shirt on a four by eight foot table stacked 8 shirts high before heading off empty handed.
I guess it is just cultural. I have on more than one occasion come precipitously close to getting my hand slapped for almost making physical contact with a piece of fruit at a Parisian peddler’s stall. I think they would have been only mildly more offended if I had attempted to take a crap on the apples.
At the fish market we decided to have a look around and came upon large tanks filled with all kinds of crustaceans, fish and amphibians. We rounded the corner and saw a squat man with rubber boots all dressed in white beating two giant catfish the size of small dogs to death with a wooden dowel. The girls were fascinated by what they saw. They were not afraid nor were they giddy. They just stared while they held hands.
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Friday, January 8, 2010
That is my goal. To bring the same sensibility to anything I point the camera at regardless of what it is so that whatever I am shooting it still looks like one of my photographs.
Thursday, January 7, 2010
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
In addition to the lake/climber images I am also working on a new still life series. I have an idea but am at that point in the process where I am not at all convinced its going to work out.