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Waldo Found

A few weeks ago while I was out photographing in the wheat field country called The Palouse in Washington I wrote a post that challenged readers to find a gravestone in a cemetery in Oakesale, WA with the gravemarker "Waldo"

Here's the post:   Here's the Deal

I wrote then that anyone that finds the headstone gets a print from the Oakesdale series from me as the prize.

Well, drumroll please, we have a winner!

It is Susan Nalband from 555 Gallery. 

I know what you're thinking, "Isn't this the gallery Neal shows his work with?"

Yes, it is but I swear this is not a fixed contest. Out of the blue Susan sent me an email this morning:

and here's my picture of the headstone:

How about that?

Of course, she didn't actually go out there and walk around the cemetery to prove she   found it. But she did something better, she found the story behind the marker. 

WALDO ALVIN NOLTING died when he was 28 years old and he was single. I wonder what that story is? Farm accident, disease, ill health from serving in WW I?

Thank you, Susan. Please get in touch soon to claim your print, any of your choice from the Oakesdale Series

Congratulations!

And thank you Mr. Nolting. It is sad you died so young. If there is anything at all after we die, you should know that you lie in a most beautiful spot, on the side of a hill, surrounded by wheat fields and with a tree over you for shade from the summer's heat.

Topics: Black and White,Analog,Northwest

Permalink | Posted July 26, 2014

Here's the Deal

Coming off the other day's post Oakesdale Again, where I explained that I returned to visit the cemetery where I first made a series of pictures in 1996 that were important to me, I have an offer you simply cannot refuse.

Back then, as I  wandered through this small cemetery on the side of a hill surrounded by wheat fields I came across this:

which is an upside down small headstone that says: Waldo 1898-1926. This image is the sixth in the series. To me, this is my way of explaining that I found Waldo (from the children's series of books called "Where's Waldo"), and that he is six feet under. 

Well, each year when I go back I walk the cemetery and look for that same headstone. I have never found it.

Here's my offer and I think you'll agree it is too good to pass up.  I will give to the person that finds that headstone, photographs it as proof and sends me the image, a signed black and white print of the original image made in 1996 of the "Waldo" headstone.

No time limit, no other conditions. Simply find Waldo, please. I can't take it, not being able to locate that headstone.

Oh yes, where is the cemetery? Oakesdale is about equidistant between Spokane and Pullman, Washington, not far from Steptoe Butte. Get to town and ask anyone for the cemetery, there is only one.

First one to nail it gets the prize. Please believe that I am in earnest here. This is a real offer. 

Ready set.... go!

Topics: Black and White,Commentary,Northwest

Permalink | Posted July 6, 2014

Oakesdale Again


My friends, this one may take a little work on your part. I have written at length about the Oakesdale Cemetery series made in 1996. I have written that I believe it is seminal to my oeuvre and, if you are interested in understanding my work at all, a real look at this series is crucial. The work you need to do? Read the posts:

http://nealrantoul.com/posts/oakesdale-cemetery

which is the first

then:

http://nealrantoul.com/posts/oakesdale-cemetery-take-2

then:

http://nealrantoul.com/posts/oakesdale-cemetery-take-3

and finally:

http://nealrantoul.com/posts/oakesdale-cemetery-take-4

Why now? Why ask you to take a longer look at a series made almost 20 years ago?

Because I just did. I went back yesterday. Most years when I am here in Eastern Washington I go back to the cemetery in Oakesdale, to see what has stayed the same and what has changed. I also check on what I think of as "Rob's tree"... this one:

which, 18 years later, looks like this:

(Please, no criticism of the second photograph, as inelegant as the black and white is, well, elegant.)

Still struggling and with now a story to go with it.  As I was walking around the cemetery yesterday the grounds keeper pulls up and proceeds to show me the new rose garden he and his wife put in and also says how hard it's been to keep up as he had surgery a few of weeks ago. I sympathize and then tell him how I've been tracking this one tree for 18 years and he tells me that the plot is owned by some couple from Oregon and how the plan was to take the tree down a few years ago as it seldom bloomed and had little growth. But the year they were going to end it the tree flourished and the two owners said well, it stays, right? And so it does.

So moving to walk around this most essential of places layered over with a meaning so personal and so powerful for me that it is perhaps best just to show your some of what I saw yesterday as words fail me.

One of trees in the row that went from one, to two, to three in the series, almost lost because of over watering, now working its way back to health.

The shed, seen here from a different angle, but really what started the whole series in the first place:

and the original, from 1996:

And finally, a truck, in almost the same location, but a different truck and next to a second shed, built behind the original:

49 years old when I made those, now 67.  Whew!

Thanks for reading. As always you may reach me with comments,  criticism, etc at:

Neal's email

Topics: Black and White,Analog,Northwest

Permalink | Posted July 3, 2014

Cambridge 1994

I wonder if you photograph where you live. Of course, if you shoot still lifes you may very well photograph where you live in your studio. But if you shoot outdoors, do you walk the streets in your neighborhood and photograph close to home? I don't. In fact, I don't really know my neighborhood that well. I'm not a walker, I don't have a  dog and I drive or bike most everywhere (I know, driving everywhere is not so politically correct these days). 

But, in 1994 I did something very different for me. I made a series of photographs in Cambridge, MA where I live that, although they were not in my immediate neighborhood, were made not far away on the other side of town. 

I also made them using the 8 x 10 inch view camera. Imagine someone walking around your neighborhood with a huge view camera on a tripod, plunking it down in front of your house, going underneath a black cloth and fiddling with things, the  guy probably muttering to himself, pointing a  gun-like thing at the house and making some adjustments to the lens in the front of the camera, inserting some big flat black thing in the back of the camera, pulling out a slide of some sort, pushing a cable release and then reinserting the slide, throwing the camera over his shoulder and moving on down the street, only to repeat the same process in front of someone else's house. OMG! Call 911! While this is now 20 years ago, I can safely say no one bothered me the whole time. Before September 2001 people were far less worried about stuff like what I was doing.

Over three weeks in the fall of 1994 I did just that, while teaching and going to my ever present meetings. I was working at this project. This was a brief but intense time to make a series, particularly with the big camera. This was also a time I was not making my regular series work, as I'd sold the camera I used for these to buy the 8 x 10 ten years before. And for the all the reasons described in the paragraph above, I didn't use the 8 x 10 to make series work.

Except in Cambridge in the fall of 1994.

Since the project was close by, I did shoot and then have film processed while I was working on this new series. This was not typical for me in those days, to be able to track what I was doing while I was doing it. So often I'd be in Italy or across the country someplace, making pictures. We take this for granted now, of course, with screens on the back of our cameras and our laptop computers nearby. While I don't like the camera screens much, I really like seeing my work at the end of a long shooting day on the screen of my laptop, wherever I am.

At any rate, the Cambridge Series I made in 1994 was a very big deal in Neal's world. It was really good work, if I do say so, but exceptionally quiet in that these weren't flashy pictures, in fact, so quiet and unassuming it is almost as though the photographer and the process weren't there. The prints are 24 x 20 inches, larger than most series work either preceding these or following them. They are black and white darkroom prints that are archivally  processed, painstakingly developed in trays and finished in a selenium toner bath. I made these with Ilford's XP1 film, a black and white chromogenic film (meaning it was a monochromatic color negative film processed in color chemistry). Much of the  80's and 90's Ilford sponsored my 8 x 10 work with great quantities of film as I was known as a "field tester" for the company.

This characteristic of the "art" being subdued and the content coming through loud and clear is a core value of mine in much of my photography, particularly in much of the 8 x 10 work. What if the tool you used to make your art was so good, so clear, with such high fidelity that it, in effect, went away? What if what it rendered was so there, so present that there was really no obstacle to your viewing the thing being shown? What if the point was just that, to show and really derive the sheer facts sitting there on the print right in front of you? In effect that this content and clarity was actually the art? What if the tool used became not important or seemingly not significant as it left no apparent signature? That fantastic transparency or neutrality is a major reason why I lugged that thing around for over 20 years. 

As the actual prints are 20 x 24 inches the size allows you to see all the subtlety inherent in the image. I was just teaching this principle to a student at Penland two weeks ago but, in a photograph like the one above, I used the Scheimpflug principle to contain sharpness along the oblique angle of the face of this building.

When I finished these I began to show them around but not many people got them. They were simply too quiet and too ordinary-looking to pique much interest. In those years I was showing a young curator from Harvard work every couple of years or so. Deborah Martin Kao is now the Head Curator of the Harvard Art Museums. But then she was simply the curator of Prints, Drawings, and Photographs at Harvard's Fogg Museum. When I showed her the work she got them and, after careful consideration while looking at other series, decided to buy two of them. As I wanted a more complete representative selection of the series, I donated two prints from the series at the same time.

Thank you, Debi. Good choice.

Besides all the technical and logistical facts about this series, there is the larger point to be made that the work resides in the time in which it was made, a product of my aesthetic back then and the realization that by pointing my camera where I did I made choices and preferences. By this, I mean that the final prints are their own justification. To take pictures of the everyday and commonplace and render that content with such fidelity that things can be seen that would not be noticed if we were standing in front of the real thing is its own just cause.

Very few got this, but this work represented my effort to ask us to look at the medium itself, partly as validation of its remarkable abilities but also to question how it sees our world.

When the Fogg reopens this fall after a three-year complete gut and remake renovation you should be able to see the prints the museum acquired. How do you do this? Call ahead and ask to see the 4 Rantoul prints from Cambridge in the permanent collection. And let me know what you think.

Topics: Black and White,Analog,Northeast

Permalink | Posted June 15, 2014

Risk 2014

Of course, there are different kinds of risk. There is jump off the bridge attached to a bungee cord type of risk. There is being on the front line in a war type of risk. Then there is career risk, the kind that makes you jump ahead, stick your neck out, taking a chance on an idea you've had or sticking up for yourself among colleagues. The cliché "nothing ventured nothing gained comes to mind."

Last week I took a risk and yes, it feels good to have done it. Each session at Penland, where I was teaching, the faculty present their work in evening slide shows. Each has 10 minutes to show whatever they like in front of the community of artists and craftspeople present in that particular session of classes. I chose to show the work of mine from the Mutter Museum in Philadelphia (Mutter) and the pictures from Reggio Emilia in Italy (Spallanzani Collection) to, what turned out to be, a stunned audience. The two times I'd presented before when teaching there I had shown landscape work and work from older series so there was some shock at seeing pictures of medical specimens up on the screen in the auditorium that when projected were about 16 feet across.

Finally, for the last work I showed I put up slides of the new "Monsters" work. Notice that there's no link to the work on the site? That's because I am withholding posting them for a bit, but stay tuned as some will go up soon. "Monsters" will be shown at 555 Gallery sometime in the next year, dates to be determined, meaning we haven't figured that part out yet. Want to see this work? Let Susan Nalband at the gallery know your feelings: 555 Gallery. BTW: I am pleased to announce here that I will be showing in Boston with 555 Gallery from now on. What's that mean? Want to see works of mine? Contact the gallery. Easy.

It was wonderful to surprise the crowd with this work. Before mine, Mercedes Jelinek showed hew work along with her killer video of her making pictures using photo booth (Mercedes) and then Chris Benfey went, standing in front of the audience, reading a poem he wrote and some wonderful phrases that were observational, personal, quirky and marvelous. 

Ah Penland: so much, always powerful and positive and as though two weeks there can sustain an energy level throughout the following year. 

Topics: Black and White,Color,Digital,Foreign,Northeast,Penland

Permalink | Posted June 12, 2014