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52 photographs (2018) #43: Mysterious trees

52 photographs (2018) #43: Mysterious trees

Another trip to Montsouris. I never tire of the fact how ordinary objects can appear mysterious when photographed. Remember that Gary Winogrand quote: “I photograph to find out what something will look like photographed.” Photography is not a faithful reproduction of the world, and black-and-white film photography even less so. And if on top of that you’re not using lenses, film and developer known for outstanding truth-telling, well, you can end up with wonderful situations like this.

Mysterious trees

In real life these are just some unexceptional worn-out trees at one end of Montsouris. Actually I tried to print this image in the lab on very large paper, in the cupboard there is a box of Kodak film paper that dates from I don’t know when. I cranked up the enlarger to the highest setting and then some, exposed the paper, discovered of course the paper was much too big for the development bath, poured the dev bath into a big bath I had found under the sink (which hadn’t be used for years either and was full of small dead insects), realised of course I’d need some stop and fixer too, poured back the dev, poured in and out the stop and fixer, somehow managed to dry the print. Now, after a few weeks, not surprisingly, the print has turned grey, but I can’t bring myself to throw it away…

52 photographs (2018) #41: Past present and future

52 photographs (2018) #41: Past present and future

At Denfert. I imagine a misty veil coming down over the image, suddenly it’s a hundred years ago and it’s the same same square but photographed by Atget and there are people in the background wearing tall hats. In the background, andthere are horses and carts crossing the street. But is there the still the medium’s caravan next to the recently-opened metro entrance?

Past present and future
52 photographs (2018) #37: A impromptu portrait

52 photographs (2018) #37: A impromptu portrait

Technical details: my Ricoh GR1s now dead, I took out the Leica Mini that my friend Jean-Francois had given me a few years previously. This is actually a very cheap camera made many years ago in Japan for Leica. It has crazy amounts of distortion, but I kind of like images it produces. I usually put slow film in it like FP4plus. Walking to the swimming pool one mid-day I found this fellow on the steps. I took his photograph. He didn’t notice me.

An impromptu portrait