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New Show, New Work & Peace

So sorry to have been absent from the blog of late. I’ve been preparing frantically for a huge show coming up at Newspace Center for Photography here in Portland. For those of you outside of Portland, Newspace has recently expanded and doubled the size of their gallery space. They have been generous enough to offer me the entire gallery for my show and I have been working to figure out what I want to show in each space and how to show it. SO, please forgive my silence over the next few weeks as I prepare.

I hope you’ll mark your calendars for the opening and artist talk i will be giving in early September. The details are below.

Newspace Show
Show dates: September 2 – October 2
Opening: Friday, September 2, 6-9pm
Artist Talk: Saturday, September 3, 1pm

I will be showing a few new bodies of work, the largest of which, Growth, I will explain in coming posts. This work was started in 2009 and is an ongoing series.

In the meantime, I’ll leave you with one of Wendell Berry’s Window Poems I recently enjoyed:

Peace. May he waken
not too late from his wraths
to find his window still
clear in its wall, and the world
there. Within things
there is peace, and at the end
of things. It is the mind
turned away from the world
that turns against it.
The armed presidents stand
on deadly islands in the air,
overshadowing the crops.
Peace. Let men, who cannot be brothers
to themselves, be brothers
to mulleins and daisies
that have learned to live on the earth.
Let them understand the pride
of sycamores and thrushes
that receive the light gladly, and do not
think to illuminate themselves.
Let them know that the foxes and the owls
are joyous in their lives,
and their gayety is praise to the heavens,
and they do not raven with their minds.
In the night the devourer,
and in the morning all things
find the light a comfort.
Peace. The earth turns
against all living, in the end.
And when mind has not outraged
itself against its nature,
they die and become the place
they lived in. Peace to the bones
that walk in the sun toward death,
for they will come to it soon enough.
Let the phoebes return in spring
and build their nest of moss
in the porch rafters,
and in autumn let them depart.
Let the garden be planted,
and let the frost come.
Peace to the porch and the garden.
Peace to the man in the window.

© Lauren Henkin. All rights reserved.

© Lauren Henkin. All rights reserved.

Peace to you all, and thank you all for your support. Hope to see you in September.

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The Creativity Drought

I’ve never been asked to write about a specific topic on this blog before, but recently a friend asked me to address these questions, How do you get through the down time and the anxiety that comes with trying to find a new project? and How do you transition from one project to another?

If you read these posts regularly, you will recall that a few months ago I was in a real slump myself. I wasn’t inspired by anything. I was in the process of producing my second book which was a good distraction, but always, in the back of my mind the question lingered, Is this all I’ve got to say?

I don’t usually carry my camera with me. Many photographers do, but for me, every time I go out to photograph that question sticks with me, along with more specific ones like, Will I be able to see anything? or What if I don’t see anything today? It is these moments, on the morning before I go out shooting, for example, when I am the most fearful, which is why I rarely end up going out photographing with anyone else. I need to be by myself, to cope with the possibility of failure. I’m usually so relieved when a day of shooting is over and I’ve found something to make a photograph of, because the questions are gone—at least for that day.

I believe, that the anxiety and fear comes from too much want. Meaning, we want too much to do good work, or to be successful, or to have our photographs shown—so badly, that it actually hinders our ability to sit down in silence and let the ideas flow. A line from one of my favorite bands has stuck with me over the years that summarizes the feeling perfectly, Hopes haunt me like ghosts, they point their fingers. The truth is, I feel, that until you’re able to let go of the hopes and expectations and sheer desire, you won’t be open to the ideas that are truly worthwhile.

I’ll try, if I can, to go back about 8 months, when this drought started for me, and describe how I came out of it.

As I mentioned, I was in production for Silence is an Orchard, but hadn’t gone out shooting for a while. I was not inspired by what I was seeing, and in fact, didn’t feel like I was actually seeing anything. I didn’t know what to do, it was an extreme feeling of being lost, without purpose. I am my most anxious, my most down, when I’m not creating, and this feeling I had was the most intense it had been—ever.

I sat with it for months and months. And then slowly, I didn’t care anymore. The caring had worn me out. Instead of photographing, I filled my time with writing and reading. I read books on how to be a better writer, on finding authenticity, and trusting your intuition—none of which you would find in any photography workshop curriculum. One of the suggestions that stuck with me was that in order for really creative ideas to come to you, you have to have some quiet time to think. I have never had a great idea come to me while looking at other photographer’s work. But I have from long and regular periods of contemplation.

I started looking back on older work, projects that had been started, but for whatever reason, stalled, to see if something might be sparked. I began a project in 2009 that was originally titled Urban Growth. I had maybe 6 images that I liked, but wasn’t sure what it was really about—the images didn’t make sense together—and I put it away. Looking at the work again was in part what got me out of my slump. They showed promise, but more than that, recent personal events had put the series into perspective and I had a better understanding of what it was about, and where it needed to go. I started photographing again and will be exhibiting that portfolio, now titled Growth in September. I feel so much more confident in the work and in what I’m doing. That was a huge leap in refreshing my eyes.

So, what I learned from that experience is that sometimes you need time to step back from your own work, to let it simmer, and to gain perspective in order to move forward.

Stepping back and taking a break was half of what got me back on track. The second thing I did was temporarily leave photography. I realize that sounds counter-intuitive, that most of you are probably thinking that at a time like this, moving more aggressively toward photography is what would help. And maybe you’re right, but it didn’t work that way for me. The more photographs I looked at the more stress and pressure I felt to produce. There is so much great imagery that I see on a daily basis now, mostly from Facebook and blogs, that it’s hard to avoid feeling the pressure to constantly produce. And maybe that’s why for the last couple of years I’ve done shorter, smaller stories rather than more ambitious, larger projects. But when I look to the photographers whose work really inspires me, like Sally Mann or example, she may not present new work until years after her last series. And I think it’s because to produce great work, not just good work, you need that time to grow as a person, not just a photographer.

A few years ago, I took a 1-day workshop with Raymond Meeks. It was a quick hit, we simply went out and observed him taking a photograph and then process that image in the darkroom. We also spent time talking about photography and the creative process. What I remember the most from that day was not the image he took (although it was a beauty), or his process in the darkroom, but something he shared about this very subject. He told us a story about a photographer wanting feedback on their work and what they got was essentially, “instead of focusing so much time on making interesting photographs, spend some time on becoming a more interesting person.”

Ouch.

I didn’t really want to think, in my time of severe anxiety and depression that the problem was I wasn’t an interesting enough person. But, I kept thinking about that story during my drought and I realized that when we hit these periods of stagnation, that it may be our mind’s way of reaching some kind of plateau, and that in order to continue rising, we have to grow as individuals before expecting to grow as photographers. It’s a hard thing to admit, but by being open to the possibility, I believe I could encourage some very creative thought.

Again, I started revisiting another older project idea (I keep a running list of ideas that I add to periodically). While the original idea still wasn’t right, it sparked an idea for a related project that based as much, if not more, in the scientific community. I started reading articles and books about science and history, my two worst subjects in school. But, this particular topic really fascinated me. I stopped reading about photography and focused on learning more and more about this topic that had taken hold of me. I met with a few local scientists and before I knew it, boom, I was back in business. I was happy once again to be spending money in Powell’s on books that explained my new topic of obsession. I’m now writing grant proposals and talking with some writers about contributing.

This was a long and at times, torturous process for me. I can’t really say how each person might be able to move forward. It is subjective. We all have different interests, different time constraints, and different perspectives. But, from my experience, what Raymond shared was dead on, become a more interesting person and interesting photographs will follow.

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Installation Inspiration

I don’t know if I posted it earlier, but I have been granted a solo show this September at Newspace Center for Photography here in Portland. It will be the most wall space that I’ve ever received, and I’ve spent the last few months thinking carefully about what I want to show and how to show it.

I’ve noticed a change in how I approach the presentation of my work. Unfortunately, it is a rare opportunity we’re afforded, to gather and share our imagery, so I thought I would present some of my inner dialogue to you about how I’m approaching it.

Lately, I’ve become fascinated with installations, and in how other artists present their work. For some time, I’ve grown tired and bored of the straightforward display of photographs, the same size, the same frames, the same height off the ground. While I understand the intent, most likely to encourage the belief that the body of work is cohesive, I believe, without realizing it, we are actually luring our viewers into laziness and boredom. We’re not challenging them enough to make connections that are less obvious, and we’re not challenging ourselves to pair images that at first glance aren’t fit for each other, or formats and/or sizes that don’t match. I’m trying to force myself to think more critically about this next show and break out of my own comfort zone.

It’s not easy.

A couple things have made it bearable. First, I’ve been inspired by the installation methods of three artists whose work which I’ll outline below. Second, I’ve really taken the time to lay out the entire space in the gallery which includes three separate viewing areas where I could show different bodies of work. Carefully calculating what pieces will go where, what sizes they should be printed at, whether to frame or leave unframed are all questions I’m answering in advance for this show, and I admit that in the past, I haven’t taken the time or effort to really think beyond just the size of the print.

For example, one of the spaces is a long narrow hallway that leads from one large gallery space to a smaller one. The first question that I am asking myself when thinking about this space relates back to my days as an architect. What is the appropriate scale of imagery to space? Even this question may seem daunting. So, I’m holding off on that one and answering these instead: How far back can one go to view the images? What is the ceiling height? Would you describe the space as intimate or monumental? In reacting to these first, it can lead to some conclusion about the scale or size of the photographs that should be presented. Once you know that, you can narrow down your bodies of work to what might be appropriate. So, for that long, thin space I’ve narrowed my options to Still Standing, Standing Still, or Fieldnotes, both of which contain smaller, more intimate prints that tell linear stories, ones that would make sense moving down a long stretch of wall. I drew in InDesign a layout for that long wall (see below) which gives me a sense of how many images I can fit and exactly what size and spacing I’ll need to fit everything I want to show (the gray area is a break in the walls that leads to another room). I can plan how I might incorporate text and easily move images around on the walls so that the day of hanging isn’t left to deciding sequencing. This kind of drawing was made from dimensions given to me by Newspace and could easily be made in Photoshop as well.

Still Standing, Standing Still Installation

Below are some example installations of three artists whose presentations are unique, impeccable and completely enhance the mood and stories of the images being told. The first is Masao Yamamoto, a Japanese photographer who is one of my favorite photographers. Mr. Yamamoto tends to show his small, intimate prints of varying subjects unframed and in clusters. The images have an incredibly delicate quality to them and the presentation, almost like groupings of clustered birds, not only enhances the visual appeal of the work, but enables the viewer to more easily connect with what he is trying to communicate. The images, when bunched, up close are quite stimulating to the eye, a maze or puzzle emerges that one can navigate at their own leisure. Far away, they become large collages of tone, color and subtle variations in hue creating rich weavings of imagery and color. There is also the sense that each installation is different, that each space must be carefully orchestrated, and that therefore, whenever you see one of his shows, there is a unique quality to it, something that couldn’t be replicated anywhere. Whether that is the case or not, it’s a compelling message to communicate to an audience.

Masao Yamamoto Installation. © Masao Yamamoto.

Masao Yamamoto Installation. © Masao Yamamoto.

Masao Yamamoto Installation. © Masao Yamamoto.

The second artist is Wolfgang Tillmans, who has a completely different style of image-making than Mr. Yamamoto. His is loud, brash, and in-your-face. But what is interesting to me, is that there are similarities that can be made between how the two exhibit. They both are varying the scale of images, there is no vertical center line that can be used to ground the work, both are willing to put images near the floor or in other difficult viewing locations, and both aren’t afraid to put varying images together, often pairing ones that at first glance, have no relation to each other. Tillmans pairs pieces that are framed next to ones that aren’t, he freely mixes black and white and color, and intersperses display cases within, or in addition to what is on the walls. He seems fearless and radiates a command of his audience, leaving one in little doubt, this is how he wants me to experience this. I wish I were that brave.

Wolfgang Tillmans Installation. © Wolfgang Tillmans.

Wolfgang Tillmans Installation. © Wolfgang Tillmans.

Wolfgang Tillmans Installation. © Wolfgang Tillmans.

Wolfgang Tillmans Installation. © Wolfgang Tillmans.

Third, we have Alec Soth. Mr. Soth is probably somewhere in between Yamamoto and Tillmans. His work has Yamamoto’s quietness and Mr. Tillman’s scale. It was fascinating to see how he handled the display at his recent retrospective at the Walker Art Center in Minneapolis. Again, what he does, like the others, is treat each work, each image, as it’s own entity with it’s own needs for display. There is a respect given to each photograph and scale is carefully considered. In one area of the exhibition images are laid out in a grid with a video playing next to them, in another area, images are hung as they might in someone’s house like a family album, in another, he presents sculptural stacks of books, while in yet another, display cases showing other images and objects. You feel, as I would imagine a viewer did (unfortunately, I didn’t see this show), that each object had been carefully considered, carefully placed, and carefully sequenced.

Alec Soth Installation. © Alec Soth.

Alec Soth Installation. © Alec Soth.

Alec Soth Installation. © Alec Soth.

Alec Soth Installation. © Alec Soth.

Alec Soth Installation. © Alec Soth.

In seeing these, and studying them, it makes me wonder how we got into the habit of showing images the way we normally do—why we wouldn’t have looked to our painter and sculptor friends for inspiration and respect for the individual piece of art.

It is for sure, another layer of complexity, another hurdle to jump in reaching the pinnacle of storytelling. I have become so fascinated and interested in it, that for me, I now have an equal amount of interest in the installation as I do in the actual work.

More later…

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Photolucida 2011 Day 1

I just got home from the first full day of reviews and events at Photolucida 2011. The day was filled with giving reviews, networking, interviews, checking out the Indie Photobook Library, and the wonderful Portfolio Walk at the Portland Art Museum.

I have a slightly different take on this event compared to the one in 2009. In 2009, I was here as a reviewee, it was my first review event. I felt much more relaxed here as a member of the Board, and as an interviewer for Photo Radio. I’ve completed 6 of the 10 interviews I scheduled for Photo Radio. So far, I’ve talked with Melanie McWhorter of photo-eye, David Bram of Fraction Magazine, Susan Spiritus of the Susan Spiritus Gallery, Aline Smithson, a photographer and of Lenscratch fame, Cat Gwynn, a photographer from Los Angeles, and Kirk Crippens, another photographer from the San Francisco area. Tomorrow, I’m scheduled to talk to Chris Churchill, who has a wonderful series American Faith and Kevin Miller, the Curator for the Southeast Museum of Photography.

I’m exhausted.

And I still have to go over my notes for my talk on Saturday which I’m a little afraid of.

I have to say I think the quality of the work I’ve seen has been very high and while I wish I was participating in the actual reviews like my fellow artists, I feel like it was a wise decision to sit this one out. I’ve just started on a new long term project that has me very excited and I can see the value in waiting until a body of work is much more developed before showing it to this crowd.

I’ve had some wonderful conversations with photographers and reviewers here so far… I met Tami Bone, who immediately told me how much she loves my blog (which rarely happens, most of the time I wonder if anyone is reading this); I spent a long time talking with Elisabeth Sunday, whose work I have admired for some time ever since I saw her beautiful prints in Gallery 291 in San Francisco a year ago; I spent a long time talking with my good friend Kirk Crippens who, like me, struggles with the balance of making a living and making art; Jon Edwards whose beautiful prints of Maine have haunted me; and Brooks Jensen of LensWork, who shared some nice thoughts and encouragement on bookmaking (and selling).

Tomorrow will be spent talking with more photographers, doing interviews, and a lunchtime chat with Julie Blackmon. The day will end with a lecture from Todd Hido whom I met tonight, he was very friendly and seemed really excited to be a part of Photolucida. I still need to meet up with Jeri Eisenberg (I met Jeri here in 2009), I’d like to get to know Rachel Barrett and get a better look at Louie Palu’s prints.

Oh, and it’s HIGH-DOE, not HEE-DOE.

more later…

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Hoping for Open, Honest Dialogue

A week ago Neil Binkley posed a question on the Flak Photo Network on Facebook, What is the most frustrating or confusing part about being (or becoming) a professional photographer?

When I first read this, I thought to myself, Jesus, are you kidding? Where do I start? Some of the responses (there were only 10) surprised me.

Erica McDonald had this to say:
“Photogs seem to band together and make each other our worlds to a large degree; perhaps for me most frustrating or confusing part is that although many of us are genuine friends in person or otherwise, there is a competitive aspect when it …comes to success. I try to remind, engender in others/myself that concept that the spirit of competition is best used towards one’s own work – meaning we need only strive to work at our highest. So, the confusing/frustrating part is having an unspoken tension around one another’s success and achievement within a circle of people I care for and respect.”

Victor Cobo added:
“Extremely Pretentious, Very Competitive and NO MONEY to be made. Also, if you speak your mind (and I do) and call people on their b.s., you are pushed aside and ignored.”

I did not participate in this discussion. It felt so broad and the chances so large for miscommunication or misinterpretation, that I thought it best to stay out of it. But it has stuck with me over the last week and got me thinking about a subject that has really disturbed me. Let’s face it, we’re not very open or honest with each other.

I go to many artist talks and I read a lot of books. Something that keeps happening recently is I will go to a talk and/or read an article about a photographer who has the appearance of being very successful. And what I mean by success, is “making it” in the fine art world to where their photographs are their livelihood. More often than not however, I find out that the artist is married to a surgeon, or has a high paying job, or hasn’t actually sold a print in 5 years. And I wonder: Why do we hide these things from each other? Why do we feel the need to give off the appearance that photography provides any real kind of living?

I think that deep down, in the recesses of our most inner insecurities and fears, we all worry that if we don’t sell, the work we do lacks merit, or at least that’s how we’ll be perceived.

It’s my fear. I haven’t sold a print in 3+ years (I stopped keeping track after 2). I have a decent paying job that supports almost all of my photographic pursuits. Does that make my work less thoughtful, poorly crafted, or ill-conceived? I don’t think so. I think it’s a reflection of many factors including a dismal economy, not following trends, and not having a representative (or 5) out there trying to sell my work to a population of people that could actually afford to buy it. And yet, anytime I bring it up, or tell people this, there is a small twinge of embarrassment, of shame. I’d rather bring it up, and be open about it, than not. I’d rather we all come forward and talk about what successes and failures we’ve had. Wouldn’t we all benefit from more open communication with each other?

So why aren’t we?

Is it because we’re so competitive by nature, a bunch of mice trying to catch the small piece of cheese that’s being dragged by some faceless gallerist on a string? Or is it because we’re so confined to our small world of photographers that we don’t venture out more to realize, hey!, there are other artists working and selling, and maybe they could help us figure out this impossibly difficult-to-navigate maze?

I am dying to ask those of you out there with representation, what we’re all clamoring for, Is it really worth it? Is it what you thought it would be? Are you finally seeing the financial freedom that you’d hoped for to be able to then do the projects you’d dreamed of doing? I wonder if I would get a straight answer…

I taught a workshop a few weeks ago with Ray Bidegain, an artist here in Portland who does beautiful platinum/palladium prints. The point of the workshop was to have this kind of open and honest exchange, a safe place for people to talk about what they were doing in their current lives to make money, and what they hoped for. I would guess that 90% of the group had a job, the rest were retired. They all seemed relieved to know that everyone else was in the same boat. I listened to Ray give his presentation and explain how he often felt looked down on because he sells his prints for $145-$350. I told him a few days ago, that he is the most successful artist I know. He looked at me and said, I am? He must have been thinking that my judgment of what made an artist successful was by the CV, how many shows, how many galleries selling his work, how much his prints sold for. That wasn’t it. I said it because he is the only photographer I know who I truly believe is supporting himself through his art. He teaches, he shoots and he sells work. How many of us wouldn’t want his success?

Maybe, if we as a community were more honest with each other, we would be able to make more educated decisions on how to move our careers forward. I might decide that representation isn’t the best way for me to reach my goal of having photography pay for photography. It might make me realize that start-up galleries are best to target versus more established ones. Or that having an open studio every 3 months for Portland art lovers is something worth trying. Or selling my images through a reproduction company.

I don’t have the answers. I don’t know what the magic secret is to reaching a point where my work will pay for itself. I do know this. While it may be scary for us to open up about our failures, by being open and honest, we could collect the lessons learned… and in the process of sharing them, create a freer, less confining artistic environment.

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