Hi again....back onto rhythm vs repetition.
When my kids had not grown, they would bang on their drums. Years of this torture reminds me how I regularly hear 'repetition'. On a good day, perhaps a distant memory back to his school concert, he transforms his banging repetition, into a rhythm. I experience the latter as a rhythm, and the former as repetition of noise.
What's the difference? Is it my experience? Or are there conditions where simple repetition, itself is a mechanical act, and insufficient as an 'inspiring' factor, to be approximated to anything like 'the rhythm of nature' in a photograph?
If a repetition is contrived, do I sense too much of the photographer's (cognivistic embellishment, pretentious abstraction, or futile effort) at hand? If a repetition falls into order, through its Gestalt with the arrangement of the composition in the image, then I detect a 'rhythm'.
In the same way, that the boy's banging drum and repetitions, become transformed, not by the banging rate, nor by the speed, but by something else, that is going on around him; the orchestra. The symphony. The collaboration of the elements around him, rather than a piecemeal lone voice in the desert.
I'm sure there is a context in which photography can be described as 'rhythmic' and in step with strong Bolshevik influences, and or tainted with Bohemian waltzes. I suppose I'm not really sure when I'm talking about approximating my ideas on composition, with a musical metaphor, because I have no better way to describe the language of the image itself.
The comment about critical approaches was made in jest..

This isn't the realm of most photographers, and if anything, our (my) relationship with critics tend to be sour! Because critics use a language which confounds the simplicity of an image; because it demands that we use association areas of our brains which have not been formed (which is why we remain preverbal and eternal Peter Pans chasing a world of escaping imagse). Also because most critics don't say nice things about our egos which have not quite detached from 'ownership' or self-identification with an image.
Regularly an issue with my work when reviewing proofs: "this sucks". "next - this sucks." "next - this sucks." "this sucks." wait! this doesn't suck too badly. maybe it'll do. "this sucks this sucks." "hey - is it possible my Hasselblad sucks, and I don't?" "This sucks." "Next" - and so on...
Part 3 - photography and morality.
Are you sure you want to start a thread on this topic? Smile
Hellenic philosophy has always maintained a relationship between aesthetics and ethics: beauty and truth, and the discovery of truth, through beauty, and vice versa, is the more common form in which its arguments have been retained in modern thinking. Unfortunately we tend to be aware of the proximal root, not the deeper root in which aesthetics draws its source. Viewed from the Hellenic perspective, aesthetics (beauty) will always have its truth dimension. How it is possible to talk about an area of existence, in which self-expression is not subjected to ethical analysis?
I don't like name-dropping authors, however sometimes an author can clarify a thought. Aesthetics, encapsulates the discovery of the arts, as a process of knowledge or a a form of coming to know something. A place, a scene,a person. The knowledge dimension through the visual field, is predicated in the study of aesthetics.
However you are aware of Platonic ideas, and ideal forms, and the unmasking of the ideal form, revealing the Absolute, whether beauty or its sister truth, is an act of discovery: aesthetics is a pictorial approach to understanding philosophy (Gilson's views on aesthetics). If art expresses a dimension of existence, the very 'act' of existence, then a link between aesthetics and ethics can be unmasked .
If not, then the proposition just goes over one's head: thus the non-analytical slant.
One chap on the French forum, J-L Llech, said, the photographer alone bears the responsibility of his/her choices (True or false?).
Well er...he says a lot more than that, but he's next to impossible to paraphrase! What else does he say...
je photographie pour me sentir aimer et souffrir. Je photographie pour me prouver que je suis vivant.
I do like to be a drama queen, no?! But in all seriousness, he isn't going to be letting go of his Leica M6 anytime soon. Even in the admission of dramatic responsibility for pushing the little shutter button, there is some give:
Vous seul le savez - et encore, pas toujours. Vous pourriez aussi bien être incapable de dire pourquoi ce jour là vous avez éprouvé l'irrésistible pulsion de faire cette photographie.
I think J-L L in all fairness, recognises that there are instinctual (unthought of) processes, which precede cognitivising about we shoot; about what we choose to shoot. In this respect, if the photographer's own free will, is subject to pulsions beyond his knowing and control, and he cannot just leave that little shutter release alone, then he is not wholly responsible for what he shoots. That's why we have paparrazzis. Now what was the relation between aesthetics and ethics again?
