But, luckily, autumn have brought some rain and fresh air. Time for a getaway to some nice woodland in northern Germany and trying to forget for some days the bad news we receive every day about the world events that are taking place and are anything but peaceful.
Some strolls at dawn and dusk gave me the opportunity to enjoy the first and last murmurings of the wood, the first and last light of the day.
Taking photos in the midst of peace and quiet was a very good way to receive the new season. And, fortunately, I could share the experience with some colleagues. They took very, very nice pictures.
While summer is coming to a close, televisions and newspapers have reported about the drought that the country suffers. The woodlands are in a dreadful state, the trees died and the citizens have to save water.
I wanted to say to summer goodbye and I visited the Kellerwald-Edersee National Park, in the middle of Germany. The national Park borders on the Eder river to the north, wich forms a big reservoir.
It was difficult to hike in the woodlands of the National Park. Some parts of the route are shared with cyclists. They go fast, and most of the time, they show an aggressive behaviour towards pedestrians. Although they pretend to be “green”, in fact they show an authoritarian behaviour. It seems to me, that a new “fundamentalism” is growing between the activists in the environmental movement.
I hiked along the empty basin of the reservoir. It was a strange feeling. The pontoons and some boats lay over the ground. It was possible to walk between the rests of an old bridge and the foundations of some houses.
I saw a men coming to me. Behind him, a platform looked like an abandoned boat. It was as if a sailor had to continue his sailing on foot.
I have a friend – a very good photographer – who used to make her own photo books. She bind the books with the Japanese and Leporello (often called concertina) binding.
I was astonished with the results of her books. But I never had the patience to afford to do the job.
And all at once, we were in the middle of the lockdown.
One day I saw the possibility to participate from home, on a book making course run by the photographer Alex Hare -by the way a very good photographer, as you can see on his incredible picture of Ceapabhal, the westernmost summit of Harris island, on the the Outer Hebrides-.
The day of the workshop, the six participants were nearly 6 hours learning the use of paper, bone folder, Stanley knife, glue, an so on.
The result? You can see it yourself. I have to say I’m very happy with the result. I’m working on my second photo book!
The judgement of whether a thing is a work of art is a simple one and can be answered unambiguously. The term art has been settled to mean objects expressing human skill and imagination (read: creativity). Anything that meets these qualifications is—by definition—art.
[…] What remains ambiguous and open to subjective judgement is not whether a thing is or is not art, but whether, and by what criteria, that thing may be considered as “good” art. This is, and should always remain, a matter of opinion.
As everyone who had learned photography, I learned the rules of composition: rule of thirds, golden ratio, etc.
When I was a member of a Photo club I participated in some competitions and I tried to apply these rules.
The only thing I learned was that my photographs were analysed by a group of individuals called ‘the Experts’ who would be looking for contents and features that meet the established rules.
That is what Alain Briot name ‘the photo police’, who ‘consist of photographers who are telling other photographers what to do by imposing arbitrary rules because they believe they are right and other photographers are wrong’.
Many times, in my exhibitions, some people say to me: Oh…you’ve used Photoshop…! The reality doesn’t look like that!
My answer used to be: Sorry but I’m a Linux user, so there is not Photoshop for Linux. And, why a photograph hast to show the reality? Why cannot I post-processing my pictures the way I want?
Unfortunately there are a lot of people who believe they are connoisseurs, but at the end what they have are a lot of prejudices and they are not able to think that art is, and should always remain, a matter of opinion.…
This days I realized how noisy our society is. In Germany there is always a road, a highway nearby, where cars and trucks come and go, or someone is working with a machine, or a plane crosses the sky…
This days we are reaching high temperatures, the drought is a fact, and Coronavirus makes a comeback around the world.
I was reviewing my pictures and I found one of an excursion I made last year to the Eifel, a low mountain range between Germany and Belgium. Between the fields and woodlands of the Eifel, there was a chapel, the Bruder Klaus Chapel built for the architect Peter Zumthor.
The sobriety and stillness of the place were moving.
These days of heat, drought, illness and wars I missed the stillness of the chapel.
In mid-July, I visited the Lower Lusatia (Niederlausitz), a historical region stretching from the southeast of the German state of Brandenburg to the southwest of Lubusz Province in Poland.
Lusatia provided much of the lignite, known as soft brown coal, that heated German homes and powered the country’s industrial rise.
Lignite mining in Lusatia began in 1860. By now, many villages and communities had to be resettled to allow for lignite mines in the region to be expanded.
Strip mining has a profound impact on the environment and has often devastating effects. The area surrounding the mine is usually never the same afterwards.
As the mining goes to the end, the region is making an effort to develop an entire new lake district clean enough for tourism. Over the past two decades the man-made craters have been slowly re-sculpted to create 26 lakes connected by 13 canals and hundreds of miles of cycle track, a very big tourist destination, a tranquil retreat for people from nearby Berlin and Dresden.
Unfortunately, we know what tourism brings. Many landscapes of the world suffer the negative impacts of tourism.
I visited some areas that now are protected and, slowly, they have again bushes and trees. I found nobody. But the tourist resorts located around the lakes were crowded. In any case, I took some pictures showing the evolution of the post-mining landscapes.
The trees speak a sophisticated silent language, sharing complex information via smell and electrical impulses. And what impressed me the most, was that trees are social beings: they share food with their own species and sometimes even go so far as to nourish their competitors.
The trees know that there are advantages to working together, which means that trees know the old term of “mutual aid“, popularised by the geographer and philosopher Peter Kropotkin, who defended in his essay Mutual Aid: A Factor of Evolution, that cooperation, not competition, was the driving mechanism behind evolution.
It seems to me that we, the human beings don’t work together with the trees on the Earth. They suffer a lack of clean soil, clean water and clean atmosphere, three important elements of the cosmologies and mythologies of our cultures that we are poisoning.
The landscape photography allow us to discover the others creatures which we share the planet. And, perhaps, to be more respectful with them.
Take care of you and of others creatures of the planet Earth.
With the lockdown relaxing in Germany and other European countries, I decided to spend some days visiting a well-know Nature Conservation Area called Red Cliffs, in the basin of a tributary to the Rhine.
The Red Cliffs are huge deposits of the reddish extrusive rock Rhyolite. The walk last around 3 hours, but taking pictures lasted nearly the double.
Fortunately, I didn’t come across anybody.
During the ascent, I had to cross a little forest with Montpellier Mapels, Wild Cherries and Scots Pines, which reminded me the Mediterranean Forest. While I went up the hill, I had two encounters: the first one with a roe deer, the second with a hare. All of us were frightened.
At first I was afraid: the days were sunny, and most of the time I had to work with backlit. One evening I packed a picnic for dinner and I went in search of an spot with nice evening horizontal light.
Some months ago, I took part in an exhibition, which title was Our Future Europe.
My contribution was just a picture. You can see it below, the first one. Far away from a naive joy between golden stars and blue fields.
Naturally, I got some criticisms.
But in the middle of the pandemic, I can see that after all the Nobel prizes in Economy, after a Globalization that promised a wonderful World, after incredible powerful algorithms and “clouds”, after the construction of worldwide Institutions “too big to fail”, all we have is an economic system like a bicycle: as soon as we stop to pedal, the completed economic system falls down and we are seriously injured, when not dead.
All of this, has reminded me of an old film an novel, They Shoot Horses, Don’t They?
At some moments, I think on that photo project, The True of the Animal. I have to confess that it is not an easy theme for me.
At the beginning I thouhgt about self- portraits, but my colleagues didn’t feel very excited about my idea. Their opinion was to visit the Zoo and see what could bedone.
Since I was a teenager, I hate Zoos. So, in case I wanted to participate on that project, I have to look for some other ways.
In my first attemp, as you can read on my previous post, instead of birds, I found office buildings, the so called modern architecture (you know what I mean: cement, steel and glass tied all together with many straight lines)..
I could see only a pigeon in the middle of the concret jungle, and I took a picture of it. I don’t know if that was the True of the Animal, but, in any case, it was a true animal.