Monday, June 1

Three River In The Night

Way above the Three Rivers of Pittsburg there's elegant dining behind a crystal wall... It's been there since the 1930s and 40s when Sinatra fronted the Dorsey Band up in the night-time sky with Steel City glimmering out to the horizon.

So okay so far... but.. Well. That's when Fred and Ginger were whirling through platinum and night dust... And Those evenings glimmered like diamonds on a princess's tiara. 

Hell, we can do color now with the ease of decorking champaign. So why remove it? And yet... sometimes a color-ectomy glides into a space where my emotions are so much differently receptive. Why izzat? Thoughts? Feelings? 

BTW... See that point down there? That's the hotel where Rita and I held our wedding reception 47 years ago tonight. Seems like yesterday. 


Cedric Canard said...

I find this to be one of your best work Ted, or perhaps I should just say it is my favourite of your work so far. It's the colour one that dazzles me so. The colour-ectomy on the other hand loses too much of the sparkle and the "glimmering diamonds". Perhaps I think this way because I'm in a good place these days despite the fact that I haven's made a decent photo in months. Anyway, your Three Rivers in the Night (colour edition) is a knockout. Quite brilliant.

Ted said...

I've missed your postings Cedric on "Plop!" Glad to hear you are happily distracted. Thanks for this comment. I spent too m any years restricted largely to B&W film since the cost and bother of dealing with color post processing was ghastly high. Digital's liberated me from that... And for a while I'd vowed not to ever return. Yet... I don't know if color is less or more emotional than monochrome. Certainly the emotional impact of these two images is very different. Does color add more or less complexity to that mix? dIs color still a novelty that serious fine art photographers have yet to master? Or is the very mastery process itself both overwhelming and exciting?

There's still much in B&W to be explored. Even after some forty or more years of doing it almost exclusively, it didn't tire itself out in me. But, just as musical forms seem to end at a certain point after they've been deeply mined, so too it may be that B&W's been quarried dow so deeply that there're not as many rich veins remaining there as we find in color work.

Undeniably though, these two images show the power of each format to evoke different sets of feelings. Even though I agree with your conclusions, I still have not concluded myself which is most effective. Perhaps there is no answer there?