First, I must proclaim my love of seeing process . . especially with artistic creation, as was the case a spell back with bowsprite///tugster gallivant on the KVK as well as the graphic on this site: Cape Ann Painter, which I just added to my blogroll. With graphic art, there’s the object of attention followed by a subjective rendering. For those of us who do not sketch or paint, some rendering happens as well: at least that’s how I understand my seeing “Ice Base” but imagining “Ice Babe.” So I usually imagine that with a camera, one can eliminate the “rendering.” It does maybe. But how can I explain the foto below? Double click for maximum detail. It’a a Reinauer below, maybe Joanne III? But seeing at this distance, image distorted by refraction, gains the illusion of artistic rendering, which
disappears when viewed close-up. Which do I prefer? Well, sometimes at least, I love
stylization. In none of these fotos did I use manipulation a la Photoshop. A Miller boat . . . maybe Catherine with a scow and a deck barge? I like the shimmer resulting from distance.
Tens of thousands of tons of steel and product . . . transform into will-0-wisps that fall off beyond the edge of the world.
Some days . . . spare me the close-ups, the truth sessions. Right now, give me the mystery, unanswered questions, unreturned communications and . . . mirage. An hour from now, I might like more certainty, clarity, evidence, a real touch, intense contact with all its compression and surface-ripping. Even meetings on the stormy beach with Lilitu I need sometime.
All the shimmery fotos taken of Ambrose Channel traffic by Will Van Dorp, yesterday.
Related: in the foto directly above, the vessel on the left mystifies me . . . taken around noon yesterday. Cruise ship “modified” by the shimmer or phantom from another age that, like a sea monster, only surfaces when NO ONE is looking.
Unrelated: As of noonish today, Flinterborg–she who will return the barges–is northbound in vicinity of the Tappan Zee; if you’re in Poughkeepsie on the bridge today, get a snap for me please. ETA there . . . 1500hrsish?
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October 3, 2009 at 11:26 am
Mage B
Ah, that last could be a mirage from anywhere instead of a double ended ferry rocking and rolling in the mist. 🙂
October 3, 2009 at 10:14 pm
bowsprite
mystery! the mysterious!
more important than we really know, more vital to us than we want to acknowledge…