Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Photoshop



I came to digital photography with an uneasiness. As the new technology continued to make inroads into my world, I reminded myself that the tradition I was following would become even more special, more rare and at least psychologically more valuable. My change started on a trip to Oregon and connecting with some old friends. They were part of a photography project that met regularly in members' homes to share their recent work. I was invited. And I was surprised at what I saw. It was not so much the content but the print quality that struck me. Laid out on a long table was a proof that was unexpected. And even though this was back when 5 megapixel cameras were a big deal. I remember saying that some of the prints looked like they had been taken with a 4 by 5 camera. They were smooth and very sharp.

It still took awhile. My curiosity was there but not enough for a commitment. It was during a print competition at the state fair that I saw some large black and white digital prints. They were superb. That pushed me over. Ironically the prints I had entered were the last large prints I would make in my darkroom and I took first place in the fine art category.

The commitment took the form of a loan. I knew if I was going to do this digital thing it needed to be a large gesture; a new computer, a scanner and a photo quality printer at the least. And this other thing called Photoshop, Photoshop 7 to be exact.
All my work was on film and needed to be scanned. It wasn't long before reality set in. There was no way I was going to scan thousands of negatives and slides in my lifetime. And just as I had done in my darkroom days I edited. I struggled for months with Photoshop. All I was looking for at the time was a computerized version of my darkroom; something I could use to lighten and darken prints, do some spotting and cropping. Of course this is only about two percent of what Photoshop is capable of.

About six months into this new venture I acquired a nice digital point and shoot camera. It also had a 5 megapixel sensor. Another surprise. It and Photoshop were made for one another. With some modest up-sampling (add pixels) I was making very sharp prints. And not long after getting the camera the manufacturer offered a RAW firmware upgrade. This was rare then and it still is today for a point and shoot.
Today I use Photoshop CS4. If Adobe had kept the original numbering system it would be called Photoshop 11. I still use it for those original reasons but also for so much more. When I look back at the quality of my darkroom prints I can see the difference. I am not sure if it had to do with standing for 8 or 10 hours at a time in near darkness inhaling marginal air or what. I did make some really nice prints back then but not as often as I do today.
I know there are still people that miss horse travel.

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Saturday, February 14, 2009

Space and Time and Love



If atoms never
turned into stars;
then your ears
would never hear
my words,
your lips never
feel my kiss,
and your heart
never know
my love.


Copyright © 2009 C. Richard Trottier

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Monday, February 2, 2009

No Rewind Knob


There was probably a time back in the beginning of the digital era when all the mechanical mathematical calculations performed say in a day was still more than what those large room size computers could compute. I imagine armies of one armed Burroughs' office calculators all across the planet unaware of what was coming. Sometime during the early seventies things started to change. It's hard to imagine something like the airline industry running today on pencil and paper or for that matter the airline reservation system running like that. It almost seems that one begot the other. The shear size, volume and immediacy of such an industry co-evolved with the digital revolution.

When I used film, loading a camera was an important moment; I should say loaded 35mm type film. Sheet film had its own special concerns and I never had a problem with roll film. Anyway, early in my photographic training I learned to pay attention to the rewind knob as the first frames were advanced. One time I had loaded a 35mm camera and it failed to catch on the take up sprocket. Needless to say I had no pictures. That was a long time ago though. After that incident I paid attention religiously to the loading process. Actually, I would always pretension the film, back wind it, taking up the slack inside the film cassette before closing the camera back. So on the very first stroke with the back closed the rewind knob would turn and I would know the film was engaged.

Just like the chemical fumes and aroma of my darkroom past, the rewind knob is a fading memory. I have 2 DSLR's now. There's a small smooth spot where a rewind knob might have been . . .a healing of sorts. The new concern is electric power. Where as my old semi-auto Nikon would still fire if the battery failed, these new cameras won't. That's nothing new though, everything runs on batteries today. That's why I have an extra one for both cameras. They've saved my butt a few times.