Issue 109 | March 25 - April 8, 2022

This week's editor's note is a reflection on time zones - the systemic ones we're embedded in like daylight saving time, the personal ones, like my bathroom's time zone which is 11 minutes ahead of whatever time it actually is, and photographic time zones, like the 1/400th of a second shutter speed that many street photographers work within. 

I’m In A Time Zone

On Sunday, March 13, at 2 am the US entered into Daylight Saving Time, and the sunset jumped from 6:00 pm the night before to a far more reasonable 7:01 pm Sunday evening.

What nobler cause could there be then to save daylight that precious resource vital to so many photographers! I welcome that one-hour loss of sleep! As someone who suffers from Seasonal Affective Disorder, the day we finally enter Daylight Saving Time really feels like the beginning of happier days ahead. It’s also the unofficial ‘Opening Day’ of my outdoor picture-making season.

So I awoke Sunday morning, cheered by the time change, and started going around the apartment fixing the time on some of our old-fashioned non-internet connected clocks; the clock radio, the clock on the stove, the old-fashioned kitchen clock, the clock on my digital camera (which actually has a daylight saving setting but I’m never sure if I’ve activated it).

The clock radio in our bathroom is 11 minutes fast. Why is my bathroom in its own time zone? I believe this special bathroom time zone was established as a way of helping to ensure we wouldn’t be late for events or appointments outside the house. And after living in this special time zone for a while, I have to say, it works. Moving to the kitchen, I noticed that clock was six minutes behind. I’m not sure, but this time zone may have been established to help ensure food was not undercooked. Or it could represent the battery dying. How many time zones does my house have, anyway? As many as Russia? Did you know Russia has 11 time zones? (As if we needed more evidence of their imperial overreach).

In the contiguous United States, we have four time zones, and in 2016 I took a cross-country road trip back and forth through them all. My buddy and I drove a long, inverted arc from NYC south through New Orleans before heading north through Albuquerque and Denver, west to LA, and finally up to Seattle. On our five-week-long trip, getting to Seattle ended up taking close to four weeks. The trip back was fast, and I remember racing through the time zones as we headed back to New York. I remember having the strange realization that as we drove we’d ‘spring forward’ in time by literally springing forward through space, as opposed to time. I also remember the beauty of the glow from the setting sun illuminating endless vistas outside Bozeman, Montona; light that lasted well past 10 pm before finally extinguishing into darkness. In New York, even on the longest days, the light from the setting sun doesn’t linger much past 9 pm.

Later light in New York City has a specific resonance for me - it means that people who finish up work at 5 or 6 have an hour or two after work to hang out, unwind, and appreciate late day sunshine with their friends. Life on the street grows busier, and it’s generally accompanied by relaxed, good vibes. As someone who enjoys making candid photographs out in the world, these after-work summer hours are some of my favorite times to make photos.

Photographers make most of their work in very specific, mostly fleeting time zones of their own. For candid street photographers, a shutter speed of 1/400th of a second is often referenced as a starting point - a fast enough fraction of a second to freeze motion and get a sharp enough photo of a moment. Fine art/fashion photographer Paolo Roversi made a lot of work in the 1/4 of a second to 1 second time zones, using the resulting blurry exposures to evoke emotional responses of beauty and ephemerality.

Photographic time zones are not always so transitory. Edward Weston, made his famous photo of a green pepper in 1927 using a 4-6 hour exposure of the vegetable according to Weston’s grandson, Kim. Photographer Hiroshi Sugimoto suggests that fossils are like photographs made over multi-million year exposure times:

Fossil are the result of natural cataclysms. They are created when something vibrantly alive is instantaneously extinguished and entombed by an earthquake, landslide, subsea volcanic eruption, or meteor impact. The earth and ash heaped on top of the thing stamp out the impression of its shape like a carved seal; then, over the course of tens of hundreds of millions of years, that shape becomes embedded in sedimentary layers and turns to stone. When you split the strata, the layer on top is the negative image, while the fossilized life form appears as the positive image. [via]


Recently there was a viral article in The Cut about surviving the coming vibe shift. The idea is that in the culture, things change, and some ways of being in the cultural moment feel dated if they persist past one of these vibe shifts. It was a fun kind of meaningless article that wasn’t really saying much more than things that seem cool in one moment, and uncool the next. What I got out of the article was an acknowledgment that shifts between time zones are never as sharp as we imagine. There’s always plenty of people that keep the old vibe long after the new vibe hits. Both the good old days and the bad old days are very much a part of our current days.

In general, I love the amorphous boundaries of time zones that The Cut article seemed nervous about. I love that any day I walk the streets of NYC, I can see young people rocking 1980s looks, folks driving 1970s muscle cars, or enjoying cafe life in urban neighborhoods still crowded with 19th-century buildings. I’m very attracted to these time zone anomalies as a photographer and when I see evidence of past eras in our present moment, I always grab a picture. It feels like I’m catching time travelers.

It’s getting late, so in the hopes of surviving the vibe shift that occurred over the course of time it took me to write this note, I’ll say goodbye.

Thanks for reading and I hope you all find the time you need to make pictures in the weeks ahead!



Publisher's note: From this issue forward, the newsletter will be published bi-weekly (once every two weeks) through May 27. Over the summer, we'll aim for shorter issues once a month and then return to full issues on a bi-weekly schedule in the fall.

A note about Instagram: Instagram recently added a couple of new ways to view your Instagram feed: Following and Favorites. Following shows a chronological feed of folks you follow, and Favorites (you can have 50) shows you a chronological feed of your favorites. (You'll see the standard algorithmic feed if you haven’t selected one of these options). If you follow us on Instagram and want to make sure you're seeing the photo talks and events we’re posting before they happen, consider adding @nycphotocommunity to your favorites list.

peace and love,

James Prochnik | The NYC Photo Community | Issue 109 | March 25 - April 8

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Issue 108 | March 18 - 25, 2022

A reflection on the $5 word “capacious,” which means roomy, or spacious, what a capacious photography might look like, and why that might be an intention to consider as you make work.

On Capacious Photography

I don’t know, I must have heard it on a podcast or something, but recently I found the five-dollar word “capacious,” which is a fancy way of saying ‘roomy’ or ‘spacious’ echoing around my head like an earworm I can’t get rid of. In an effort to do something useful with this situation, I’ve been thinking about what a capacious photography might be.

When I first started getting more serious about photography, my strategy for making images was the opposite of capacious, it was reductive. I tried to minimize elements in my photographs in the hopes that a reductive approach would increase the clarity of the expression I was trying to achieve. If they were portraits, I tried to find the plainest, most empty walls to serve as a backdrop for the photos. If it was something funny or interesting I saw on the street, I’d put it in the center of the viewfinder and snap a picture so that the sides of the image hold the subject in the frame (I still have this problem). Other times I would make images with the shallowest depth of field my lens had to blur out the rich complicated world that my subject existed in. I wanted to shrink the world to achieve the big hope and dreams I had for my photography.

What I realized as I became more acquainted with photography that really moved me from the greats and my peers, I began to see that their photography was successful because of all the different ways their work would try to make the pictorial space bigger and more elastic and…capacious.

Instead of two-dimensional flat images, these photographers tried to depict a three-dimensional pictorial space by layering elements in the foreground, middle ground, and background of the image. Other photographers would crop their images so that, for example, an arm from someone outside of the picture frame would come, sans body, into the picture frame, or someone inside the frame would be looking, or pointing outside the frame. Tactics like these and others would remind me, as an image viewer, that there was a big world inside and beyond the four sides of the picture frame.

Some images would hold a visual mystery, or make me wonder what, exactly, was going on in the image. These images became more spacious because they really engaged my mind, and raised questions that couldn’t really be answered. By forcing this dilemma, they made my imagination almost a part of the image as I was being encouraged to speculate on what was happening, or imagine a story that could bring meaning to the images I was viewing.

When photos were put together, in series or photobooks, that’s where I really saw a world opening up. In photography series and projects, I began to see that one could really begin to describe a subject in a much fuller way by not only giving me the precise description of individual images but by showing me that images in sequence or juxtaposition produced something more - a sum greater than the parts. To me, a successful photo series or project or book has an almost literary quality in my mind, like reading a short story.

This week’s featured photographer, Sofie Vasquez, is a great example of that. She has done a spectacular job of opening up and expanding the world of indie wrestling she is exploring in her images. She gives us portraits of the protagonists. She shows us the wrestlers in action - all of the glamour, grit, and pain of a wrestling match. She shows us fans. She shows us the wrestlers in dressing rooms, or outside the venues. In this way, and through these photos we feel like we are a fly on the wall in their world, and our imagination is activated as we wonder and want to know more, so much more about the people who are working and hustling to succeed in this world.

There are a lot of forces and incentives in play that encourage us to see the people and world we encounter through a more reductive lens. The reality is that the world, and the people in it are always always always more complex and complicated than we will ever be able to grasp. Starting from that point and trying to make pictures that allow room for as much of that complexity as we can perceive seems like a good way to go. That’s a capacious goal for a capacious photography. And that’s what I’ll aim for in the warmer and brighter months ahead.


Thanks for reading and I’ll see you all next week.

peace and love,

James Prochnik | The NYC Photo Community | Issue 108 | March 18 - March 25

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Issue 107 | March 11 - 18, 2022

It was two years ago today, March 11, 2020, that the pandemic became real for me. A reflection on all that’s happened since and an expression of gratitude to the NYC Photo Community which has sustained and nourished me through so many strange days since then.

Two Years Ago Today

Two years ago today, March 11, 2020, I posted the following to the NYC Photo Community Instagram account:

I’m not only a passionate photographer, but I’m passionate about the idea that in-person community is one of the secrets to thriving in any creative endeavor, such as photography.  We need each other, and together we make each other better.  So it pains me to say this, but I believe the best way I can support this community through this Coronavirus situation is to suspend promoting photo gatherings and photo events for the time being.  I trust the health experts who say the smartest way to avoid a bad outcome for our country, and those most at risk from this virus, is to hold off on non-essential gatherings and travel until we have more information, and our health system gets more prepared for the contingencies it’s already facing….Hopefully, we’ll have a better handle on the situation soon, and I can resume full operations.

I had no idea what was coming and expected things would return to normal in a month or two at most.

I started the NYC Photo Community in September of 2019, only a few months before, specifically as a way to share and promote in-person photo events around the city. My idea was to intentionally avoid online community elements in favor of simply encouraging people to get out of the house and meet fellow photographers and photography enthusiasts at photo talks, exhibitions, and meet-ups around the city. 

But then the world changed and kept changing, one dramatic event after another. 

Covid-19 began its rapid spread across the country and around the world leading to lockdowns and massive disruption of work and schools and everyday life. George Floyd was murdered in Minneapolis sparking worldwide Black Lives Matter protests and social action. Ruth Bader Ginsburg died allowing Donald Trump the opportunity to appoint a third supreme court justice. Biden defeated Donald Trump in the presidential election. Effective vaccines began rolling out across the country. Insurrectionists stormed the Capitol in an attempt to prevent Biden from taking power. Coronavirus variants spread across the country. Vaccine and mask protests spread across the country. The Taliban reclaimed power in Afghanistan following the chaotic US withdrawal from our longest war. Migrants fleeing a variety of threats continued to seek safe havens around the world. Cryptocurrencies become a trillion-dollar-plus unregulated market for speculation. Climate change continues to exacerbate floods, fires, and extreme weather events in localities around the world. 

And now here we are two years on, faced with Russia’s invasion of Ukraine to annex its territory - a conflict the rest of the world can’t counter directly for fear of sparking a wider war or nuclear conflict.

It’s been a lot.

While we’ve all been directly impacted, the chaotic events of the last couple of years have been experienced in very different ways by different people depending on their circumstances. Healthcare and other essential workers found themselves on the front lines overnight with all of the danger, risk, and sacrifice that entailed whether they were a doctor or a cashier at a grocery store. Many people got sick, and many still struggle with long Covid symptoms. Millions of people lost loved ones. Some folks experienced tragedies or setbacks that would have been difficult any year but were particularly difficult in the midst of a pandemic.

The pain and reckoning and protests that followed George Floyd’s murder have rippled through our society in ways that will shape our country for decades.

I think about the classic movie Koyaanisqatsi from the early 1980s that explored the dramatic and consequential effects of man and technology on the natural environment. The title of the film ‘Koyaanisqatsi,’ is a Hopi word that translates as “Life out of balance.” If life was out of balance in the early 1980s, it feels like it’s going completely off the rails right now. 

Toni Morrison wrote an essay about working in difficult times when so much of the world felt broken,

“This is precisely the time when artists go to work. There is no time for despair, no place for self-pity, no need for silence, no room for fear. We speak, we write, we do language. That is how civilizations heal.

I know the world is bruised and bleeding, and though it is important not to ignore its pain, it is also critical to refuse to succumb to its malevolence. Like failure, chaos contains information that can lead to knowledge — even wisdom. Like art.
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This editor’s note might read a little disjointed and all over the place because that’s an accurate reflection of how I feel almost every day these days, but Toni Morrison’s words hit the nail right on the head and perfectly express how I feel about the NYC Photo Community and what you all have meant to me during these past two chaotic years.

You and your work have been an enormous healing inspiration to me and so many others. In the beauty and creativity and vulnerability and pain and struggle you’ve shared in your photographs, you’ve helped to show us all that there is still so much that is so good in the world if you know where to look.

Thanks for being part of this wild ride, and I’ll see you all next week.

peace and love,

James Prochnik | The NYC Photo Community | Issue 107 | March 11 - March 18

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Issue 104 | February 18 - 25, 2022

A reflection on the idea of the lost and found in art, and how these ideas can shape one’s approach and aesthetic in making photographs.

"I once was lost, but now I'm found."

Before I shifted my career into web design and photography, I spent many years managing a busy commercial art studio that made custom art installations - things like large-scale hand-painted murals and lobby-filling sculpture installations. Working on these art projects taught me a lot about creative work under the commercial pressures of tight budgets and fast deadlines, and it also just taught me a lot about making artworks that connect with people.

An idea I still think about from those days came from one of our best clients, architect David Rockwell, who designed many highly theatrical restaurants and hospitality spaces around the world.  He would often ask us to return to the idea of the ‘lost and found’ in the art installations, we made for him. If we were hand-painting a decorative pattern on the wall, he wanted parts of it, in almost random ways, to be distressed or fade away entirely. If we were making a sculpture for a large interior space like a hotel lobby, he wanted it to emerge and swoop in and out of the interior depending on where you stood in the space. If we were making a mural for a restaurant, he wanted parts of it to appear as if the mural continued behind the banquets where no one could see it, or have us make the mural out of glass beads that would shimmer and break the surface when disturbed by air currents or different lighting. What was this idea about?  Why did it appeal so much to David Rockwell, and why has it stuck with me after so many years?

Lost and found is a concept that does seem to reflect an eternal and deep aspect of existence. When we walk through a forest, light from a sunny day will appear and disappear in dappled patterns as breezes blow through the forest canopy. Greenery and color appear in the spring, fade away by autumn, largely disappear in the winter and return the following spring. Clouds in the sky form, grow, dissipate, and form again. Emotions, like clouds, form and take over our minds for minutes or hours or milliseconds before submerging into our subconsciousness like bubbles appearing and disappearing on the surface of a boiling pot. Relationships we have with family and friends take dramatically different forms and appearances over the years.

So lost and found can be a way of understanding existence as one of continuous change.  Everything we are and know is transient, evanescent, and subject to observable change given a long enough time frame. 

I think the idea has really stuck with me as a photographer making pictures in the world because I am continually seeking to spot and hold moments that emerge and disappear in fractions of a second. Every day I walk the streets with my camera I see the truth of our lost and found world where mystery and beauty and humor and ugliness reveal themselves in flashes and just as quickly hide again. If my photograph is successful, I hold some proof, some evidence that the world, which can feel so commonplace so much of the time, is as alive and magical a place as I believe it to be. 

From an aesthetic and formal standpoint, the idea of the lost and found also holds power. A photograph that describes a scene where the subject is smack in the center and in perfect focus does half the job a photograph ought to do (a photographic challenge I wrestle with all the time). A photo like that answers some questions about the world. It tells us that such and such looked like this at a certain time on a certain day and that we think this subject is important for whatever reason.  It tells us what the photographer found. It is good to get those answers right. But the other half of the job a photograph ought to do is to raise some questions. Some of the questions you might want to raise are about the world beyond the frame, the world inside the frame, what we are seeing, and on and on.

A photograph that is somehow able to conjure what is lost, as well as what was found, invites viewers to stay longer and to engage longer with what you have made. Those are the photos that I think hold the most power. So much more to say about this idea, but it’s late and I’m feeling pretty lost in the labyrinth for now.

Hopefully, I’ll find ya next week.

❤️

James Prochnik The NYC Photo Community | Issue 104 | February 18 - February 25, 2022

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Issue 103 | February 11 - 18, 2022

Inspired by featured photographer Rafael Herrin-Ferri's photo typology of Queens Houses, I reflect on the history and some of the value of photo typologies to the medium of photography.

This week’s featured photographer, Rafael Herrin-Ferri, and his project, All The Queens Houses, have me reflecting on photographic typologies and their history and role in the medium.

One of the earliest commercially printed photobooks, The Book of Bread published in 1903, was a cookbook, a photobook, and, in the way it set of examples of bread against simple backgrounds, a photographic typology describing different kinds of bread.

Karl Blossfeldt’s book Art Forms In Nature, published in 1928, isolated details of plant forms against plain cardboard backgrounds in a typology of the kaleidoscopic forms of nature. Blossfeldt saw his typology as an instructional reference for artists and sculptors, and a manifestation of the New Objectivity movement which was a reaction to the abstractions, and gauzy romanticism of Expressionism.

August Sander’s epic project People of the 20th Century, best known from a photo book made from a small selection of the work, Face of Our Time published in 1929, was a photo typology of people and extended the principles of New Objectivity into portraiture.  While the idea of categorizing people into different types is now often seen as a suspect and even a potentially dangerous reductionist view of humanity, Sanders’ images of people, viewed just as photographs, apart from the philosophical/ ideological approach that helped conceive the project, are beautiful, absolutely humanistic on their own, and considered some of the finest portraiture works in photo history.

The concept of photo typologies as an artistic approach was really pioneered by German artists Bernd and Hilla Becher starting in 1959. Their systematic and formal photographs of German industrial architecture, displayed in equally formal grids created an austere, but information-rich presentation of some of the industrial engines of the German economy, and they continued with this work into the 1990s.

These days photo typologies are an established genre of photography used for everything from depicting the plastic waste taking over our planet, as Elizabeth Weber does in her Marine Plastic Typology to Elizabeth Bick’s Movement studies which turn the action and energy of Manhattan streets into choreographed ‘Street Ballets’. You don’t really even need to be a photographer anymore to make a photo typology - just searching a tag on Instagram will automatically generate a typology of images (or at least the start of one).

I think the trait that ties together all the most iconic examples of typologies is that they provide a visual perspective that expands our understanding and appreciation of the world. In the case of Rafael Herrin-Ferri’s Queens houses, we are presented with a new portrait of the city, one that makes tangible the idea and ideal of our city as a place of maximal diversity where people of all backgrounds can live together. In the Becher’s typologies, we realize that there can be a genuine formal beauty to the industrial forms we may have just taken for granted, or dismissed as ugly. Weber’s plastic waste typologies give us a new way to conceive of the damage we are inflicting on our oceans - a portrayal that may motivate some to help prevent these harms.

I think the idea of photo typologies is still a rich framework for photographers to explore and investigate the world, and an especially valuable tool in a city like ours which has such an abundance of material to work with. I know some of you all have made some interesting typologies of the city - send them my way, and let’s make a typology of typologies!

I’ll see you next week.

❤️

James Prochnik The NYC Photo Community | Issue 103 | February 11 - February 18

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