The PhotoBook

August 27, 2011

Yves Marchand & Romain Meffre – Ruins of Detroit

Copyright Yves Marchand & Romain Meffre 2010 courtesy of Steidl

Yves Marchand and Romain Meffre have assembled an exquisite photographic collection of urban debris. Like modern-day archeologist, they have found a contemporary and abandoned ruin, of which they have the luxury to document the discarded remnants. The framing of their subject has strong aesthetic and graphic undertones, with careful attention to balance, movement, mass, line, and light. There is a generous mix of grand overviews, midrange “environmental portraits” and close up studies.

The place depicted is the Midwest city of Detroit, a.k.a. “Motor City”, located in the Southeast corner of the state of Michigan. By far from being unique, it is actually one of many urban places in the United States where economic changes were better handled by just walking away. What is unique to Detroit is the central location of urban deterioration. How this urban ruin came about is beyond the scope of this review, but the Introduction by Thomas Sugrue rings true. I should know, I grew up in the Northern shadows of this once great city, but left in the early 1970’s as the great Detroit decline was just obtaining a strong foothold.

In a sad sort of way, this photobook triggers many bittersweet and melancholic memories. The photograph at the end of the book of the destruction of the old “Tiger” stadium, after construction of the new stadium, does not seem in full conceptual alignment with the underlying decay of the residential areas. Nevertheless, the old stadium is emotional linked to my awareness of the game of baseball, which bloomed during a sultry Michigan summer on our local sand lots and I remember with great excitement my Dad taking us to my first double-hitter at “Tiger” stadium. The photographs of the decaying Cass Tech are ironic, as during my high school days we were always in awe of Detroit’s Cass Tech (High School) as having leading edge technology and although there is a new Cass Tech school, the old facilities were just abandoned, much as the obsolete auto factories, as though no lessons have been learned.

Unlike other “natural disasters” such as the hurricane Katrina and the devastation and havoc that were endured by New Orleans, (Chris Jordan, “In Katrina’s Wake” comes immediately to mind), the deterioration of this region of Detroit in comparison is a slow motion death march, perhaps similar to the rural farm conditions of Eugene Richards “The Blue Room” or the Third World disposable industrial factories of Christoph Lingg’s “Shut Down”. Like most projects that are created in a documentary style, the selection and framing of their subjects is not meant to portray all of Detroit, but only this area when the winds of change were at its worst, the perfect storm of these hard hit neighborhoods and factories.

Their photographs are created with a large format camera using an extensive depth of field, thus most of their subject matter is clearly seen, revealing a ponderous amount of details. Similar to the detached photographs of the New Topographics which was subsequently taken to the next level with the decaying and abandoned industrial facilities of Bernd and Hilla Becher, there is an aloof and distant feeling to these photographs, almost too cool and calculating in their documentary style. As with the photographers of New Topographics and the Becher’s, there is an absence of people in the photographs, as though they have vanished. To be fair, for most of the interior locations the photographers featured, no reasonable person would probably want to be there amidst the decay and destruction.

This project for me begs the many questions, what is our fascination with death and destruction? Why does traffic back up adjacent to a roadside accident, while everyone who drives by has their heads hanging out their car windows, staring at the bloody carnage and mangled wrecks? Is this a reality check on our own mortality? Is this a project that is akin to attending a fright movie, a dark and gruesome narrative that we want to experience from a far distance? Are we only too glad that this state of disrepair is their issue and not ours? We can wonder, how did this happen, to walk away from a what we would think is a prefect fine and functional building at some point, to allow the deterioration to set in and not respond? What are the economics that can allow someone to just walk away and build anew, versus reinvest in what infrastructure is already in place? Perhaps these are questions that are not easily answered, as there is a complex web of circumstances that resulted in a perfect storm that descended upon this area of Detroit.

I do find that Marchand and Meffre’s photographs capture a fascinating look at what should be considered the ultimate downside of poor and abusive urban planning.

As a photobook object, this is a massive and ponderous coffee-table edition and takes a fair amount of heft to move it about. I found that in reading, it was best suited to lie on my lap. Similar to all of the Steidl books, the printing is beautiful and exquisite; the semi gloss paper almost appears as though there is a spot varnish on the color photographs that really allows a vibrant range of colors. The printed cloth covers have a little nap to them, conveying a muted range of colors, but similar in nature to the worn and discarded books that are at various times the subject of this book.

by Douglas Stockdale

August 14, 2011

Harvey Benge – Eat Me

Filed under: Book Publications, Book Reviews, Photo Book Discussions, Photo Books — Doug Stockdale @ 11:23 pm

Copyright Harvey Benge 2010 FAQEditions

At first reading, Havery Benge’s self-published “Eat Me”, is a photobook that documents the results of cooking peaches as a family treat. It even includes the recipe for cooking peaches.

In typical Benge style, there is a minimum of text to provide guidance as to what you are viewing. In this case, a series of color abstract photographs that might be peach halves that have recently cooked. The subject is made a little more abstract by placing it on a black background that also appears to accentuate the deep colors. Likewise this is not a normal cookbook illustration as the external context to a kitchen or serving plate is not established. The flat lighting continues to abstract his subjects, which does not provide any modeling to provide depth, roundness or weigh. Nevertheless, there is some hint of texture.

Thus with his subject disassociated from any external context, the viewer is free to construct their own meanings and memories with these photographs. For my take, let’s just say that his photographs could be a Freudian equivalence to one of Edward Weston’s shell photographs.

About the book object, it is a thin stiff cover book with saddle stitch binding, printed in color. The book was published in April 2011 in an edition of 75 signed and numbered copies. The text, in English, is the recipe for the cooked peaches.

And although Benge recommends vanilla ice cream, I would suggest that it should be a French vanilla ice cream. yum.

August 6, 2011

Susan Burnstine – Within Shadows

Susan Burnstine copyright 2011 courtesy of the artist, published by Edizioni Charta

Susan Burnstine’s first photobook, Within Shadows, is an accumulation of interpretive photographs defined by three themes, titled “On Waking Dreams”, “Between” and “Flight”, which in turn are derived from her dreams and nightmares. As such, it is an autobiographic oeuvre that traces its creative roots to Duane Michals, Minor White, Jerry Uelsmann and Ralph Gibson in attempting to investigate allegorical and emotionally symbolic concepts.

Burnstine photographs predominantly portray a solitary female model, whether a child, adolescent girl or a young woman, who is a surrogate for herself and who is temporarily standing in Burnstine’s emotional shoes. She observes individuals in various found situations, watching for compositions which imply symbolically the concept she is attempting to convey. For the theme “Between”, she provided her models with a concept of an emotion that Susan had experience and then observed them from a distance.  I sense that her photography is a cathartic process to release demons in an attempt to confront them, exercise them and possibly move beyond them. Even her celebratory and joyful photographs have a subtle dark lining.

An element to Burnstine’s creative process that she feels adds significance to her photographs is her introductions of cameras she constructs or modifies. Her camera designs introduce elements which might traditionally be considered photographically sub-optimal. As an example using a soft focus leaving indistinct marks on the paper, in conjunction with area of sharp focus that seem to float in and out of the photographic frame. The resulting effect creates a dream like quality, as though drifting in and out of conscious.  By using film equipment that might be considered defective is subsequently introducing unplanned events, thereby adds chance, surprise and serendipity to her discovery process. This equipment in her hands allows her to create photographs that are abstract, vague, and impressionistic, with hazy and indistinct features.

Reminiscent of the Surrealist’s Auto-drawings, she is open to unanticipated results, running counter to studio practices and the digital Polaroid generation. Still with a certain amount of experience in working with each of her cameras, I expect that she is still able to pre-visualization and anticipate what type of effect that each will introduce. Similar to the calculated chance of a street photographer, who pans their camera with a subject during an extended exposure, not sure what exactly might be captured, but knowing that there will be blurring and perhaps some magical quality that might emerge.

To illustrate this dream world, Burnstine uses a Black & White medium in which her modified camera equipment expands the contrast range, vignettes and further modifies the image. The subsequent effect provides an illusion similar to burning in vast areas with darker values to push beyond an objective reality. Her photographic boarders have either a thick black or darkened edges to enclose, limit and restrict the boundaries of her narrative. The underlying darkness of her photographs occasionally becomes almost palatable, the sober moodiness lingering so close to the surface.

The word dream for me has peaceful connotations that would imply the ability to have an enjoyable and restful sleep, in contrast the word nightmare embodies a troubled and fearful condition that results in a turbulent and stressful sleep time without obtaining full rejuvenation. Fatigue, anxiety and stress can result from fitful and troubled sleep when haunted by nightmares, an inability to find peace. Nightmares seem to frequently convey more intense emotions, perhaps even to the point of jolting one into full consciousness. Plagued by fitful sleep and repetition of similar nightmares, an individual can feel powerless to escape the dreadful grip. Thus while she attempts to describe a dream, implying enjoyment and a positive experience of hope and fantasy, the portrayal has dark, ominous and threatening undertones, creates unsettling conflicts due to the visual contradictions.

Nevertheless, I think what makes Burnstine’s photographs appealing to me is how she explores the darker side of our psych, for which we all at one time or another visit, some for longer durations than others. Her oeuvre runs counter to the saccharine sweet photographs of beautiful objects. It is though she is providing a strong dose of reality, that symbolically daily life has both its trials and tribulations, that adversity is mixed with joys and accomplishments. Our perspective will largely determine if a disappointing event will become a small annoyance or grow to be a huge let-down and as an autobiographic work, it appears that in Burnstine’s life there as many dark edges and a looming overcast gray cloud.

In the abstract photograph of the blurred carousel, provided below, I sense a representation of life, an experience that be either delightful fun, thrilling, entertaining, a wonderful fantasy of enjoyable experiences or trapped in a dreadful endless repetitive circle, with minimal variation, and the blur of movement and implied speed symbolic of going nowhere fast, and feeling dizzy, confused, disoriented and trapped, unable to stop or get off. This is also an aspect of nightmares that repetitively return with an inability to ward them off or make them go away. Soon there is a dread of sleep, as it seems that there is no control in stopping the relentless reoccurrence of these nightmares.

Many of Burnstine’s photographs include pathways, trains, stairways and passages, implying a journey that she is on. Sometimes the subject seems to move your eyes to light, and other times toward darkness. The journey appear to lead into spaces, dark holes, with very dark edges that appear to be closing in and alarming ominous in contradiction with the apparent activity being captured.  It is not apparent as to where these journeys will lead. Another element is the inclusion of water; a pool that symbolizes the womb and birth, perhaps re-birth but with darker edges that can lead to a narrative of a fear of drowning, death and loss.

George Slade’s Introduction is complemented by an illuminating interview by Joslin Russell regarding Burnstine’s background story and an Afterword by Susan Spiritus. A nice synopsis of Burnstine’s work is this quote from George Slade’s introductory essay; “To achieve a dreamlike verisimilitude, she brings a full kit of visual and physical devices into play. To manufacture a scene that seems to be on the verge of melting or vanishing in an eye-blink requires a deft hand and eye.”

In vetting her dreams, Burnstine creates contradictory narratives, a poetry noir, on the surface these are familiar and comfortable subjects, but with a dark and ominous undercurrent. Her photographs are ambiguous, eerie, unsettling, troubling, foreboding, disturbing, gloomy, and as such are infused with a strong sense of sadness and melancholy. As I stated earlier, I am also intrigued in how her photographs are equally symbolic of mankind’s conscious state. This is an interesting and diverse body of work, while there are a few photographs which I find boarding on cliché, Burnstine has nevertheless instilled even these with a unique and dream like quality. I am looking forward to her next body of work.

As a photobook object, this hard cover book is printed and bound in Italy, and when comparing the book’s interior plates to an original print, the book’s printing appears to be spot on. The pages have a soft luster, and the paper has a nice weight and a luxurious feel to them. The vast majority of the photographs are printed on white pages, with some printed on a black spread, in which the white stitching of the binding is evident. When the plates are printed one photograph per page, there is a classic small white margin sounding the image. The pagination, photograph’s title, including the date, is provided on the page facing the photograph. The books smaller size, which reflects its European heritage, lends itself to easy holding, and although the binding is not absolutely lay flat, the book remains easily open and creates a delightful reading experience.

By Douglas Stockdale

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