A good try

Photography

But no cigar.

I have said it before.

Any self respecting photographer should have a subscription to Vanity Fair.

Sure, they confuse amateur hour politics with photography, but I don’t buy it for their perennial bashing of anything that is right of center. I can get that on the nine o’clock news, free.

No, the magazine is a great showcase for photography, never better than with their annual Hollywood Issue which comes out right before the Oscars.

This year the photo essay is an attempt to recreate the most famous scenes from Hitchcock’s movies – Dial M for Murder, Rear Window, Marnie, Rebecca, Strangers on a Train, Vertigo, To Catch a Thief, Psycho, Lifeboat, The Birds and my favorite, North by Northwest. You know the scenes.

The sets are fabulous, the evidence of hard work and attention to detail abundant. Astonishing in many ways.

Yet the whole thing is a failure and the reason is that the actors posing in the picture are – well, it’s really what they are not.

What they are not is Cary Grant, James Stewart, Kim Novak, Grace Kelly, Eve Marie Saint and so on.

That’s some sort of commentary on the lost era of glamour that was Hollywood. Just take a look at the snap of the North by Northwest recreation where the hero is being chased by the crop dusting plane. VF says they even tracked down the tailor who made the suit worn in the movie and had him make a replica. The actor has a spare tire of some 20lbs excess weight around his stomach and looks like nothing so much as an ad for a Big Mac and fries. Cary Grant must be spinning in his grave.

Nonetheless, a brave try by some fine photographers. Get the magazine. Whether you look at the commissioned photos or the advertisements, you are in for a treat. Just avoid the editorials.

Lightroom Tutorials

Lightroom

Go to the source.

I came across some outstanding tutorials on Lightroom in video format, authored by George Jardine, a member of the Lightroom development team at Adobe.

Click here for an index.

If you do nothing else, download and watch the one titled The Lightroom Catalog – Part 1, or “Where Are My Pictures?” which is definitive on how Lightroom stores files. Without a proper understanding of this you risk loss of files which are stored in disparate Lightroom catalogs.

There are also a lot of useful Podcasts from the Adobe team in the iTunes store, all free. Many are in video format and feature interviews with famous photographers like Peter Turner, Eric Meola, Jay Maisel and Jerry Uelsmann.

While we are at it, I have found an even simpler way of switching off all the panels that Lightroom displays to allow uncluttered picture preview. Simply hit the Tab key on a Mac. Tab again to restore. Finally, to remove the menu bar at the top, go into this menu selection and, henceforth, the menu bar will only appear on a mouse-over:

There does not appear to be a way of doing this from the keyboard. (A reader has corrected me – refer to Comment #1 – the ‘F’ key does this – thank you, Alastair).

Here is the result:

A great picture of a great man

Photographs

The greatest engineer of the Victorian age.

Because so much of it is so very special, I have been reading up on railways and railway architecture.

Huh? Railway architecture?

Can you say Grand Central station in Manhattan – maybe the greatest interior in America? St. Pancras or King’s Cross in London? The gorgeous Ouse Valley viaduct in Sussex?

The supports for the Ouse Valley viaduct, 1841. Can you say ‘Perfection’?

One of the facts disclosed in my reading is that most of the world’s railways run on 4′ 8.5″ spaced rails. Known, to this day, as the Stephenson Standard, after the great Victorian railway engineer. How did he come up with that? His wife’s height? Some personal recollection? A dictate of mine engineering where he got his start? It seems to bear no resemblance to known measures, Imperial or Metric. (Please refer to Comment #2 for the solution – thank you, Alex!) I learned also that the giant amongst Victorian engineers, Isambard Kingdom Brunel (what a name!) refused to compromise with the limp-wristed Stepehnson Standard. Compromise was not a word in Brunel’s vocabulary. When he designed the Great Western Railway its was no less than a seven foot gauge. His tracks would run the largest locomotives and would be the most stable.

This refusal to compromise, his drive, determination, individuality and commitment, is what distinguished him in an already distinguished group of great engineers. Today you see that rarely – Steve Jobs is an obvious example.

Here’s the picture – you doubtless know it – maybe the greatest industrial portrait of a powerful man ever made. A man with no fear of getting his hands dirty. An engineer’s engineer.

The backdrop comprises the chains used to launch the Great Eastern iron ship
down the slipway. (Photographer by Robert Howlett, 1857.)

Today, everyone is a ‘team member’. The order taker at MacDonald’s. The Target sales clerk. The smug coffee maker behind the Starbucks counter. The workers at Nikon and Canon and Dell and Microsoft. All seeking to avoid accountability by hiding within the ‘team’.

Not so with I. K. Brunel. He took huge risks, had huge failures. And greater successes. What a man. What a photograph.

The ultimate book of railway photography while we are on the topic? None other than O. Winston Link’s.

A bank has an original idea

Photographs

A first in business.

When I was a lad learning about business, one of the oft quoted saws of the day was “If all else fails, run a bank”.

That comment on bank management remains true today, though in America one would have to make it “…. run a big bank.” The simple reason being that if all goes well you get paid a lot and if you mess up really badly you still get paid a lot and the taxpayer bails you out. Economists call it moral hazard. I call it a broken system

So when I was flipping through Fortune magazine at breakfast, I nearly choked on my muffin when coming across a really neat ad for, of all things, a bank. Can you remember ever having used the word ‘neat’ and ‘bank’ in the same breath? No, neither can I. Fortune magazine, by the way, has long had a focus on using good photography – one of its early contributors being the estimable Margaret Bourke-White.

I would have preferred it in color with the shoes in red – this bank’s favorite color recently – but no matter. Any bank with a sense of humor is a good thing.

Raphael and advertising

Paintings

The Renaissance lives!

The Great American Corporation has many herd instincts, including mind-numbing group get-togethers and a love of flying that probably accounts for $100 per barrel of oil. Two of the many things I am delighted not to have to do, having left this kind of organization years ago.

However, I got a haunting reminder of those horrid days a couple of months ago when Delta Airlines’s computer mailed me a reminder that my remaining 12,000 miles of frequent flier time- and oil-wasting miles were about to expire. Well, 12k gets you nothing other than magazine subscriptions, so I signed up for a bunch. Who knows, the advertisements may provide fodder for photographic ideas.

As I was shaving this morning, and idly flicking through the pages of one of these (my mailman probably hates me as I got a dozen subscriptions, all told!), I came across a real corker. A double-page ad In ‘Men’s Vogue’ for the aptly named Renaissance Hotels (Marriott) which is nothing more or less than a very amusing recreation of Raphael’s ‘School of Athens’.

Here’s the original:


Raphael. School of Athens. 1511. Papal Rooms, Vatican

And here’s the advertisement which I stitched together as best as I could in PS CS2:


Advertisement for Renaissance Hotels, 2008. Artist unknown.

The brooding figure slumped at the desk (Heraclitus acted by Michelangelo) has been replaced with the slumped businessman (another victim of frequent flying), Diogenes (to the right on the steps) has become a young woman clutching a cellphone. Plato (Leonardo) and Aristotle, entering through the portal, have morphed into pair of amoral (is there any other kind?) lawyers. The floor inlays in the foreground are identical. The boy on the far right is delivering tax deductible booze at the taxpayers’ expense.

And so on.

Great fun and thanks Renaissance Hotels. Maybe next time you would like to actually credit the team which made this fabulous recreation?

More information about who-is-who in the Raphael can be found here.