...from a photographer's notebook
It’s been quite some time since I’ve engaged in one of those late night
visual fugues and turned one of my photographs into something more
impressionistic…or, as I like to call it, “messing around with a few thousand
innocent little pixels.”
Fact is, I’ve been rather busy with the “literal,”
especially since purchasing my first full-frame digital SLR,
the exquisitely capable Canon EOS 5D Mark IV, prior to my recent week in New
York.
Nonetheless, as Canon celebrated earlier this year the 30th
Anniversary of its highly successful line of EOS auto-focus cameras, causing me
to realize I had been an EOS shooter almost from the git-go, jumping aboard in
1988 with one of the first two EOS film SLRs, this became a rather special
month, what with jumping, no...plunging!... into full-frame D-SLR
shooting with one of Canon’s high end statements (and so glad I waited to do it
for what the 5D-IV brings to the party!).
But neither this little ramble nor the product of my
“messing around” has to do with my new 5D. Rather, it relates to that first EOS
film SLR that competed with my trusty Nikon
manual focus SLRs for this photographer’s affection back in 1988, the EOS-620.
After serving me quite well for a couple of years, the
trusty little 620 stepped aside in 1990, for no fault of its own, to make way
for the industrial strength professional iteration of EOS technology, the
EOS-1, which I had to spring for once it was clear EOS cameras would be part of
my shooting tools, and which I happily still use.
However, in shall we call it a wave of sentimentality (and
if you know me, you know those waves crash often upon this shore), I purchased
a “new” EOS-620 a few years ago, remembering in this era of menu-driven camera
controls just how straightforward was its operation by comparison – sort of a
part-time return to a more “comfort-food-y” experience with a camera that had
the basic essentials for getting it done without a lot of unnecessary fuss.
The 620 also reminded me of my first exciting visits to both
Paris and the Swiss Alps. And, if another excuse was needed, well, the price
was right – a minty 620 for twenty-eight bucks, shipping included! Yes, by this
point, in 2012, digital photography had pretty much knocked the bottom out of
most of the film camera market. And besides, the EOS-620 had been superseded
several times by newer EOS film camera models with more features, so in EOS
terms, it was a very “old” model. But it was those solid “essentials” I was
looking to have in my film camera arsenal once again. So, a happy “new”
addition to the ol’ tool kit…
Becoming aware of the 30th anniversary of Canon’s
EOS system, I wrote a story about my (almost) thirty years of snuggling my eye
up against various EOS cameras’ viewfinders, including both the one that got it
started for me, the EOS-620 and that “new” 620 I got hold of in 2012. To
illustrate the piece, I started selecting images from my original and “new” EOS-620s
– an interesting voyage of re-discovery for me, as it combined shooting from
the periods 1988-1990 and 2012-present.
In seeking out some from the latter period, the search led
me to the original image from which the impression you see (a portion of) up top was created.
That “new” EOS-620 had come along with me to NYC in 2013 and
served me well alongside the D-SLR and
another EOS film camera. Indeed, the 620 was in my pack on the delightful first
day of summer late afternoon that I discovered the inviting motifs of Duane
Street in Tribeca. And while I was doing most of
my shooting with the digital camera, I did make sure to use the 620, loaded
with Kodak Ektar-100 film, to capture some of those moments in the golden light
of a New York afternoon. Some of
that shooting was capturing the human activities aspect of Duane
Street, richly back-lighted from my point of view
looking west along Duane to Greenwich Street.
The shots were fine, but, if you’ve read my blog story or
listened to the accompanying “PhotoMoments” podcast about discovering the
delights of this short street in Tribeca, you know how magical I found the
experience. I could not have discovered this venue at a better time of the day
with that special kind of afternoon sunlight that New
York provides. And, somehow, the Ektar shots were
almost too “literal,” not quite catching, I felt, the special sensual
experience of my visit.
And so, my exercise late last night, using one of the
original Ektar images, which I think did better capture that special Duane
Street ambiance and the warm glow I felt in
experiencing it.
This “Duane Street Summer” impression (see it in full scope here) will be available in
archival prints on fine art 100% cotton fiber paper in a variety of sizes. If
you’d like to own this little golden sunlit slice of Tribeca in summer, please
be in touch.
©2017 Steve Ember
Labels: Duane Street, Impression, Lower Manhattan, New York City, Photography by Steve Ember, Summer, Tribeca
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