Author Archives: Michael Marks

“For Your Hobby, Perseverance and Patience Will Pay Off” … Sang Kee Noodle Café, Cherry Hill, New Jersey

This past Thursday I met up with three of my audiophile friends for Chinese in Jersey. After we finished eating and discussing all things stereo and the mess our country is in I cracked open my fortune cookie.  And there it was. So simple, yet so profound!

Yes, perseverance and patience really do pay off in audiophilia, which is my obsessive and somewhat out there hobby. But also in life. And of course in photography … which in my case, is much more than a hobby!

I remember how long it took to make my first good photograph. About three years of trying until I finally saw and made a photograph that looked to me how I truly envisioned it to be in my mind’s eye. The results of that fateful moment led to a rage to photograph that has sustained me for over 50 years.  But it hasn’t always been easy. In fact it usually isn’t easy at all. Most of the pictures I make are also rans or worse, and the keepers are a small percentage of the pictures I make.

I’m often reminded of what Ansel Adams said, “Twelve significant photographs in any one year is a good crop.”  Think about that for a moment.  Adams made thousands of images most of us would die for, yet very few made the cut!  Beyond the journey photography takes me on and the ideas I want to express, the most important thing that keeps me going is knowing that those keepers are out there. I just need to persevere and be patient. If I am they will come.

Stay well,

Michael

It’s a Real Sh*t Show All Right!

A month or so I wrote about a chance sighting that required … at least in my mind … the making of a photograph. Here are the high points for those that foolishly missed reading it:

“So I happened onto something this week while walking with Sparky. When I saw it I couldn’t help but laugh. Then Sparky and I continued on, but I kept thinking and talking to Sparky about it … all the way home. Was it worth the bother? Afterall, I was just going to have enough time to take a shower, get ready and get going to where I needed to be. Then I thought to myself, I need to make that picture and what would I be if I didn’t!  And of course there was the possibility that if didn’t make the picture now it might not be there when I returned … gone forever!

As soon as I got home I quickly went downstairs to my workroom, loaded my camera with film, grabbed my light meter and ran out the door! To be  clear, we’re not talking monumental subject matter.  But it was epic in its perfect absurdity and captured the sense of sophomoric humor necessary to express the way I feel about the strange time in which we live. So much so that I don’t give a flying fig what others think. It’s my picture, and it’s funny and meaningful to me!

The next day the snow melted and what was once there was now gone.”

So, this past week I finally developed the film, made a proof sheet and printed one of the images. Great, but is this art or something else … and does it really matter? Well, not to me. Oh … and what a surprise … given the opportunity, I’d do it again!

Stay well,

Michael

A Basic Guide to Photographic Bliss and Making Better Pictures … A Series of Periodic Musings … #2 Adopting a Two Hour Plan

A Basic Guide to Photographic Bliss and Making Better Pictures … A Series of Periodic Musings …  #2 Adopting a Two Hour Plan

 A couple of months ago I posted the first entry of my humble Basic Guide to Photographic Bliss and Making Better Pictures … A Series of Periodic Musings. Without further ado, here’s my second installment. That’s right baby, were talking about the Two Hour plan! I’ve written about it a number of times, starting with an entire entry to the topic. To say this epiphany has had a tremendous impact on my photography would be an understatement; it has liberated me in a way that has been surprising!  Here’s what I wrote:

Two Hours

 That’s the name of the new focus I have established for myself, and I am suggesting it might be one for you as well.  So what do I mean by Two Hours?  Glad you asked. Looking out for and discovering things of obvious and potential photographic interest that are within two hours of where I live. That sounds pretty vague but I actually think it’s a stroke of genius.  I can always be on the lookout for interesting and even bizarre and other out of the ordinary events to checkout. Or I can learn about things that are important to those I live near me and hang out with them. And guess what – it takes a lot of pressure off me concerning what to be photographing.  Now I’m surrounded by all sorts of opportunities!

All of the sudden local news and nearby events become more worthy of note.  For example, over the past few months I have attended several protest events here in Doylestown organized and made up mostly of high school students (my faith in the young has been rekindled!), attended the annual Peace Festival put on by a local Quaker school here in Bucks County about 10 minutes from where I live (I felt like I stepped back into the Sixties), visited Ocean Grove NJ, a small community on the Jersey Shore founded by Methodist clergymen in 1869, and mingled with some strange rangers at the annual Zombie Walk held in Asbury Park.

So you might say I am pretty lucky to live where I do and that I have an unfair competitive advantage – Bucks County, Philadelphia, the Delaware River, New York City, the Jersey Shore, the Poconos … I could go on.  Yes it’s great, and I love living here, but I don’t think I am better off than anyone else. I truly believe that there’s always fertile opportunity wherever one might be if you’re open to it.

None of this means I have dispensed with specific projects. Far from it!  A benefit of the Two Hour plan is that with enough outings and results new themes demanding additional focus may emerge.

I never thought about this idea before, despite it being so utterly simple and obvious.  Now that I’ve had this news flash I feel much looser, less pressured, and yes, somewhat liberated. When I am out and about I feel more creative and have even more fun.  Consider the Two Hour plan for yourself. You might get similar benefits!

Stay well,

Michael

Friday Afternoon Raw, White House Edition

I had really hoped to get back to concentrating on photography here. But events spun so far out of control on Friday that I felt compelled to write about it. I was in New Jersey at the time, not too far from the shore when my wife called me somewhat frantically about what she just witnessed on television. My immediate thought was that she was overdoing it a little and it couldn’t be that bad.  But then I thought about it and realized it could be that bad!

As soon as I got home I got onto the Internet and watched the video. I’m still in somewhat of dazed feeling as I write this on Saturday. But on Friday my initial feelings were nausea and deep sadness. As a student of American history and international affairs, and someone who had worked in the legislative and executive branches of government where I was involved in dealing and negotiating with our allies and adversaries, I knew this was a very dark day and a low point in our nation’s history.

I felt like I needed to take a cold shower and wash off the remnants of what I just watched, and for the first time in my life I felt ashamed to be an American.

The whole event reminded me of watching Monday Night Raw with my son when he was young. We knew it wasn’t real. This was. Raw was scripted and perhaps this was too. The venues were different. Large stadiums filled with screaming fans … here a beautiful room steeped in history, filled with advisors and reporters. The result was the same. Linda McMahon of WWE wrestling fame is a cabinet member. Perhaps she was brought in for consultation. On Monday Night Raw you could have the good guy sparring with villain and then all of a sudden another bad guy jumps into the ring and hits the good guy with a chair. Soon both of them are piling on. While the good guy tries to fight back he’s outnumbered and gets pretty beat up.

That’s what happened here, only the good guy was President Volodymyr Zelensky. The villains were Trump and is lap/attack dog JD Vance. Vance’s likely scripted attack was as shameful as it was stunning. Trump can’t follow a script, but his stream of conscious insults and demands were none the less even more shocking.

I’ve been trying to wrap my head around the current situation we find ourselves in and now I think I’ve come to a conclusion. Trump has mental health issues that go beyond his narcissism, lying, alternative reality, need to be seen as winning at all costs and an obsession to undo and destroy anything Joe Biden did as president.  This is further compounded by his being surrounded by treacherous individuals that want to tear everything down and capable sycophants eager to please. Vance’s premeditated attack was one for the ages and will long be remembered. But I think Trump finally completely snapped. And with this, perhaps the world as we have known it.

I’m afraid this is just the beginning of what may be even worse than all the terrible things I worried would happen. After the SmackDown was over, Republican sycophants not surprisingly began to praise our dear leader for what he had done. Lindsey Graham said “I have never been more proud of the president”.

 So there you have it.

Will anyone in what once was the Republican Party have the courage to stand up and mount a true resistance to this insanity?  Unlikely, but I can hope. Maybe their Styrofoam backbones will begin to strengthen when things get so bad that they’re in danger of being voted out of office.

In the meantime, what about the rest of us? Don’t get caught up in the daily noise, but do what you can concerning the issues that really count … defending our democracy and standing by our friends and allies instead of betraying them vs. cozying up to murderous dictators like Vladimir Putin.

Getting back to photography, we have already seen the Kennedy Center massacre and Trump has pledged to shut down the National Endowment for the Arts. What will be next? Keep making meaningful pictures. And if you’re of a mind to and have the opportunity, make some that reflect and challenge the difficult times in which we live.

Stay well,

Michael

The State of My Gear … Finally!

I think I have things pretty much figured out. So what’s been going on?  A couple of months ago I talked about the need to complete my Visions of America work and wanted to continue using a medium format camera whenever possible, especially for pictures of urban architecture and murals I’ve been making of late. I went on to say that I had  been trying out another medium format rangefinder with changeable lenses with the hope that it could become my go to for urban architecture, murals and other non-people related images. Now it’s time for the big reveal! Drum roll please… yes, it’s a Mamiya Universal! That’s right, the same camera the great Don McCullin has used for many years to do much of his striking personal work.

I had been struggling to find a medium format camera for some time that would give me the option to use more than one lens when I needed it, and to serve as a backup for my Plaubel Makina. And now for another drum roll … I’m especially happy to announce that I finally got my Plaubel back from the repair shop! And boy oh boy, I can’t wait to use it again!!!

Back to the Mamiya, after a year or so I am very comfortable and happy with the camera, but it was a bit of a journey, not without a lot of fits and starts. After seeing several wonderful videos about McCullin that featured his use of the camera, I decided to work on finding one in great shape, along with a few lenses to go with it. Easier said than done, because the cameras are old and most have seen far better days. I was lucky to find one in Japan on eBay that was barely used, if at all, and it came with the last version of the standard 100mm f/3.5 lens, 6×7 Type III roll film back , pistol grip, special cable release, metal carrying case and other goodies. Then I tracked down some other equally cherry lenes … the 75mm with its beautiful auxiliary viewfinder and a 150mm short telephoto. NOTE: When using the 6×7 film back the 100mm lens is similar to a 50mm focal length in terms of the 35mm format, the 75mm is similar to a 35mm and the 150mm is similar to a 75mm.

I immediately sent the camera, lenses and back off to my repair guy for a CLA. Once I got everything back I needed to figure out how to use it. That may sound funny, but the typical way to do that is to use the pistol grip attached to the body.  The grip has a button that engages the special cable release attached to it on one end, and to the lens’s leaf shutter at the other end, tripping shutter as is done with a view camera lens.

I didn’t like it.

Too big and bulky and too kluged.

I looked at the McCullin videos again. Just as I remembered, he was holding the camera and making exposures without the grip. It was easy to see that he was holding the camera with one hand griping one of sides of the very wide film back, the other hand was underneath the lens at the bottom of the camera body. But I couldn’t quite determine exactly how he was releasing the lens’s leaf shutter.

The Type III back that came with the outfit has a shutter release on it that connects to the lens via the same cable release that works with the pistol grip. To make a long story short, it’s sort of Rube Goldberg affair that sometimes works and sometimes not. At least that was my experience. So forget that idea.

I went back and looked at the McCullin videos, even looked at still images on the web of McCullin holding the camera. I even tried to zoom in on the pictures to see if I could figure out what he was doing. No luck. Finally it came to me that he must be tripping the shutter on the lens with his finger! I tried it out and it worked … at least after some practice!  My first few outings with the camera were not the smoothest experiences. But I soldiered on and I’m glad I did! I got the hang of it and am now pretty proficient with the procedure, despite the fact that each lens’s shutter release positioning is a little different due to lens size, etc.

The Mamiya Universal has a great rangefinder, with an easy to see focusing patch and frame lines that are adjustable for 100mm and 150mm lenses. The body can accommodate multiple backs including roll film 6×7 and 6×9.  I now have two 6×7 backs and just purchased a 6×9 back. 6 x9 provides more film real estate and approximates the dimensions of a 35mm negative. All the backs have been gone over by my repair guy. No matter how pristine a back looks when you get it you need to have it checked for light leaks. Chances are very good the foam light seals will need to be replaced!

Let me conclude about the Mamiya Universal by pointing out that it’s a screaming deal!!! Depending on condition you can pick up an entire outfit for a song. With some patience you can find everything in near mint condition for not much more.  And the lenses are great! Just ask Don McCullin!

Highly recommended!

Now that I have my beloved Plaubel Makina back I will return to the routine I have settled into over the past several years that utilizes it for a variety of applications including candid situations where I know I won’t be hurried or don’t require the fastest of response in close quarters. When the Plaubel is not the appropriate tool for the job I use my Leicas. Tri-X film with both systems.  In the last year I have exposed a lot of 120 and haven’t felt conflicted in the least over which camera/format to use. Either camera would work, but I have found what is the best combination for me at this time.

Now the Mamiya with its changeable lenses will become my go to for urban architecture, murals, the occasional landscape and other non-people related images. Interestingly, I am sorry to say that I have not used my trusty 35mm Leica SLRs, Frank and Elsa, in some time and will have to see how this plays out. But right now I feel a new sense of energy and excitement about the gear I have. Easy decisions on what to use and when to use it, without stress. The right tools for the right jobs! What could be better!

Stay well,

Michael

Getting Older, But Not Slowing Down

This past October I turned 70 and I still think about it from time to time. I had been steadily inching closer to the big day. Not with as much panic as I had experienced when closing in on 30 becoming a reality, but still with some trepidation. Then there was a surprise! I realized the day after my birthday that I felt the same … and behaved the same as I had two days earlier.

Interesting.

Well, it turns out one of things you can’t control is getting older. Forget it. Not happening. However there’s something you can control … whether you’re going to continue to be creative, do the work with a high level of passion, and live a full photographic life!

2024 was a great photographic year for me, which means I had a very full photographic life. I went beyond my personal goals for my input to Monalog’s Visions of America project. I also had a significant number of keepers I printed that now reside on this site, and a I saw a number of great shows. Revising my galleries here got me even more juiced than I was before!  Not a bad for a year that had its share of distractions!

And now I’m pumped to keep going were I left off!  I have a number of projects I want to work on and have done a fair amount of planning to make that happen. But most importantly I just want to make pictures, print the keepers and continue to live my photographic life.

So here’s the thing. There are people I know and photographers I know of that decided  to pack it in when they were younger than me. Why? Maybe if you’re of a certain age you don’t want to shovel your driveway or mulch your garden anymore. I get that. Hire someone (if haven’t been deported), move to a different climate or get a condo, but for heaven sakes don’t give up on your photographic life!

I feel I am the happiest I’ve ever been with my photographic life and my productivity, and have no intention of letting up anytime soon.

In short, I refuse to be a geezer!

For those of a certain age, how about you?

Stay well,

Michael

Elections Have Consequences

A little ahead of the power curve, I had just finished writing my entry for this week when I read something very disturbing, but not really all that surprising. So, a change of plans, and instead a different, more topical piece for your consideration.

Last March I wrote an entry called Dictatorship and Art … What’s At Stake.  Well people, buckle up because it’s all starting to happen, and at breathtaking speed! This past Friday it was widely reported that our fearless leader announced he would clean out the Kennedy Center’s board, its board of trustees and chairman. He went on to state … and here’s a shocker … “We will soon announce a new Board, with an amazing Chairman, DONALD J. TRUMP!”

As Mitch McConnell once said … “elections have consequences”.

Here is what I wrote almost a year ago.

Dictatorship and Art … What’s At Stake?

Super Tuesday is now in the rear view mirror and we now know for sure who is going to be on the ballot come November.  Yes it will be a rerun of 2020 and the choice we make could not be more important for our democracy and many of the other things we take for granted that are made possible by our democracy. Focusing for now on photographers and other artists, re-election of former occupant of the White House could have disastrous consequences.

We all know his infatuation with autocrats, and in particular his long running bromance with his sweetheart Vladimir Putin. So how have things worked out for Russian artists lately and is this something we should be worried about if the Orangeman and his coterie come back for the revenge tour and other fun stuff?  Let’s take a look at an excerpt from a February 24, 2022 Freedom House analysis. If anything, what is described probably is much worse two years later. The full article can be found here: https://freedomhouse.org/article/cracking-down-artistic-expression-another-strike-against-russian-democracy

“There is a section of the New Tretyakov Gallery in Moscow where one turns a corner and the art transforms from the Soviet to post-Soviet era—an explosion of color, emotion, gore, heart, and the freedom that 1991 hearkened spreading across wall after white gallery wall. This captures the powerful mix of opportunity and possibility that defined the Russia of the 1990s. Today, the brutal persecution of the Russian artistic community has destroyed an integral piece of democracy—bringing an end to the dreams of freedom displayed on the New Tretyakov’s gallery walls.

Since the Russian invasion of Ukraine on February 24, the Moscow regime has eliminated any opportunity to express independent perspectives in the country—enforcing a politically homogenous public through a potent combination of legislation and propaganda. Russian authorities have arrested and detained almost 20,000 antiwar activists and pursued more than 3,400 criminal cases against citizens for any infraction deemed to discredit Russian forces. Propaganda media guides assert stringent policies for outlets to discuss the invasion and ongoing war along government lines, helping complete a total social “purification.”

This crackdown extends to arenas of art and culture which served as important spaces in civil society throughout the 1990s and 2000s, when lines between art and activism blurred. Citizens’ ability to make sense of and express their perspectives through art is a crucial tenet of democracy in any society—only made more urgent and valuable as citizens endure personal and political crises which spur its necessity. Over the past decade, the regime has carefully lowered its tolerance for politically-provoking art, using broad legal jurisdiction to censor the arts around pro-Kremlin lines.

Since the start of the war on Ukraine, authorities have raided concerts in Moscow and fined musicians, including legendary rockstars Andrei MakarevichYuri Shevchuk, and Boris Grebenshchikov, over antiwar expressions. Legislation has placed dissenting filmmakers and writers on wanted lists, proposed book bans equating queerness in literature with pornography, and blatantly censored art exhibitions to comply with Russian National Security Strategy. On June 29, the Moscow Cultural Department dismissed the leaders of three prominent theaters, including the Gogol Center, a prominent, beloved oppositionist theater known for its community spirit and alternative visionary mission in Russian culture.

Refusal to cooperate under strict sociopolitical conditions means harsh consequences for dissenting artists. In March, theater management across Russia began pushing their teams to make public pro-war statements, and many fired cultural workers over their open criticism of the war. The 15th annual ArtDocFest, Russia’s largest documentary festival, was canceled after Russian nationalists attacked its director. In April, playwright Mikhail Durnenkov posted his hopes for a defeated Russia on Facebook to find his account immediately flooded with threats. Signatories of an antiwar petition quickly lost work, including director Dmitriy Krymov, whose performances were canceled in Moscow. Prior to the war, film and television management circulated stop lists of Russian actors who held dissenting views in 2021, systematically purging artists who did not politically conform.”

Then there is Trump’s soulmate and idol, Hungary’s prime minister and strong man Viktor Orban. On Friday, the two paled around at Mar-a-Lago. Great #@$%^&.  Like Putin and most other autocrats, Orban came to power democratically and began to destroy democratic institutions, the rule of law and the free press. In November 2022, the Artistic Freedom Initiative (AFI)  released the Artistic Freedom Monitor report on Hungary – Systematic Suppression: Hungary’s Arts and Culture in Crisis. The full report can be found here: https://artisticfreedominitiative.org/projects/artistic-freedom-monitor/hungary/

A summary the report states “Over the last decade, Hungary’s Prime Minister, Viktor Orbán, has implemented constitutional, legislative, and administrative changes aimed at consolidating his party’s control over the arts. Under Orbán’s leadership, Hungary’s previously independent arts and culture sector has been refashioned as a mechanism for advancing a singular ethno-nationalist narrative. …. Systematic Suppression exposes how Orbán’s administration wields policy to limit free expression, restrict plurality in the arts, and encourage self-censorship among Hungarian artists.”

I think you get the picture.

What can we do?  Whatever you can to make sure things don’t go south in November. If we don’t we only have ourselves to blame for what happens next.

Stay well,

Michael

Now, fast forward. And here we are, not even one month into his term. Yup, elections sure do have consequences. For the arts … and everything else.

On Saturday, in a must read editorial entitled Now Is Not the Time to Tune Out, the New York Times wrote:

“America faces a new reality, and it demands wisdom, endurance and courage. The United States is now led by a president who appears willing to stampede over any person, law, congressional statute or country that stands in his way. He is driven by impulse and is disinterested in rules, history or reality.

How Americans and the world handle such a president will determine much about the next four years, and it will ask much from all of us. We must meet the moment. Mr. Trump won the election fair and square, but his position is that of president, not king or god-emperor. Every time Congress allows him to exceed his constitutional role, it encourages more anti-democratic behavior and weakens the legislature’s ability to check further erosion of the norms and values that have helped make this nation the freest, richest and strongest in the world.”

We all need to take a look in the mirror and decide who we are, what we stand for and what we plan to do.

Stay well,

Michael

Don’t Be a Lazy Bozo! Trust Your Instincts, Go Get Your Camera and Make That Picture!

You ‘re out and about and see this great picture but you don’t have your camera. Oh well … right?  Wrong!  That’s the easy way out.  It’s one thing if it’s gone in a fleeting moment or you’re hours away from home. But if not, go home, get your camera, go back and make the picture!

Why wouldn’t you? Hmm, let’s see. Maybe it’s more convenient to forget about it and go on with your daily activities. Or maybe it’s not that great after all, and not really a big deal anyway.

What changed? You thought it was pretty exciting when you first saw it? So much for your photographic vision. Think about it … do you care about your photography or not? If not, what’s the point and who are you?

Don’t be a lazy bozo. Trust your instincts!

So I happened onto something this week while walking with Sparky. When I saw it I couldn’t help but laugh. Then Sparky and I continued on, but I kept thinking and talking to Sparky about it … all the way home. Was it worth the bother? Afterall, I was just going to have enough time to take a shower, get ready and get going to where I needed to be. Then I thought to myself, I need to make that picture and what would I be if I didn’t!  And of course there was the possibility that if didn’t make the picture now it might not be there when I returned … gone forever!

As soon as I got home I quickly went downstairs to my workroom, loaded my camera with film, grabbed my light meter and ran out the door! To be  clear, we’re not talking monumental subject matter.  But it was epic in its perfect absurdity and captured the sense of sophomoric humor necessary to express the way I feel about the strange time in which we live. So much so that I don’t give a flying fig what others think. It’s my picture, and it’s funny and meaningful to me!

The next day the snow melted and what was once there was now gone.

I can’t wait to develop the roll of film!

Yep, my year is off to a good start!

Stay well,

Michael