Oct 16, 2009

Little big crimes, or plain anecdotes? The decision is up to you...(Part 1)

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Sometimes, more often than I could possibly wish, I feel rageful and frustrated about the way that some people mistreat me and my creative rights.

Respect and fairness are just meaningless words for some humans and institutions! They don't really give a damn!

So I decided that it was about time to entertain you with some deplorable professional experiences.
I was a little reluctant at first as I didn't want to bring "bad vibes" over here, but chance had it so, that yesterday I felt that the right moment had come...



Editorial Gustavo Gili, Barcelona 2001
(Tugendhat House, Brno, Czech Republic)

So, here I am bothering you again with more Mies van der Rohe.
In fact, if you remember a former post about some published books that bear my photographs, you will presumably remember the cover above.
If you could pick up the book, and start turning over the pages, you would be informed on page 3 about the following: "Texts by Yehuda E. Safran. Edited by Luiz Trigueiros and Paulo Martins Barata. Updated photos by Rui Morais de Sousa and Thorsten Hümpel".
You could also see that the book is 216 pages long and 29x29 cm large. It is well documented and well printed. You can get it in soft or hard cover. It is heavy and voluminous.
I am sure that the texts are well informed and well written, as Mr. Safran is not only a well regarded architectural and art critic, but he also is a Adjunct Associate Professor at Columbia University.

It is a high quality book, and is not cheap!

I tell you all this, so that you can better understand my point of view.

I guess that I have already mentioned before, on another post, that I drove 27.000Km (16.000 km in USA and Canada) to make the photographs that grace the pages of this worthy publication.
Maybe I also said that I spent six weeks in the USA and Canada, plus some more weeks on the road in Europe.
I think that I also told you that I bought the Horseman SW 612 and a couple of lenses (expensive lenses!) to better fullfill my duties on this assignment. Maybe I also told you that I even carried my 8x10 inches Gandolfi (also with 5x7 inches reducing back) to shoot in Germany and Spain.
(The Tugendhat House, on the picture above, was photographed with the Corfield WA 67, because I feared customs problems if I brought along too much photo gear).
I could go on and on...

Did I mention the days after days that I spent (with my kids Jorge and Luis, who helped in America and Europe respectively) eating McDonald's (or even worse...), because I was running out of money with all the extended travelling and unexpected burocratic costs? Photo fees and insurances?
Did I mention the nights that I slept in very cheap, and sometimes dirty, motels?
Or the nights that I slept in my van while travelling in Europe?
And so on, and so on...

Why did I do all that?

Because I accepted the assignment and I understood the importance of this book. And first of all because I have pride on my job!



Commonwealth Promenade Apartments, Chicago, USA.
(do you see any similarity with the photograph on the next book?)

Now, if you open the book on page 121, you can admire the photograph that I show above these lines. You also should already know it from a former post...

Why do I repeat it here? No, I don't have the intention of really bothering you... Please, read on!

The story gets a little complicated to explain. I will try...

The book by Gustavo Gili was not the original edition. The original (?) edition was by Editorial Blau, Lisbon 2000. That was the company that actually gave me the assignment.
The cover of that (portuguese/english) original edition shows the German Pavilion in Barcelona. Although I also photographed that work (as I said, also with the Gandolfi), the publisher decided to use a photograph by Thorsten Hümpel on the cover of that edition. So far, so good.

Now, the trouble really starts!

I only became aware of the Gustavo Gili (spanish/english) edition a couple of years later and absolutely by chance: GG sent me a fax asking permission to use the photograph on the cover of Mies' book on any other publication. I answered saying that I couldn't give permission because it was not my photograph...

How wrong I was! Their edition had my photograph on the cover, and I had never seen it or even know about it...
They apologized stating that they had thought that everything had been clear about my copyrights, and sent me two copies.

Yes, that's it! Who sold them MY rights? Who got the money from it?

Gingko Press, USA, 2000

You can order today the book shown above at Amazon.com.
Hardcover, 216 pages, new.
Publisher: Gingko Press (October 15, 2000).
Language: english.
Price: $340,52
Shipping weight: 4,1 pounds.

No, I am not advertising for Amazon.com! This is the drop over the glass that made me do this and the future similar posts.

Surfing the Internet for Mies' photographs, I had the surprise to find out that there is still a third edition for the american market (who knows, maybe even some more? What about Asia? Australia?).

One more edition that I was never informed about.
One more edition abroad that didn't bring me a single coin in copyrights!

So what do we have here?

Three reputable publishing companies (at least two of them internationally highly acclaimed), with three different editions (who knows how many copies each?) bringing them money and prestige.
On the other side we have a stupid-dumb-exploited photographer who only got badly paid once!

One more situation where I feel hurt and mishandled. One more situation where I didn't have a written contract, because after all we were "friends" and worked together for some years...

And friends only should need gentlemen's agreements... Or so I thought...

(As usual some information for the photo freaks: the Chicago image was shot with the Gandolfi Variant 4x5", using the Horseman 6x12 roll film back. If I remember correctly, the lens used was a Symmar-S 210mm from Schneider-Kreuznach. Film by Kodak: the then new VS emulsion.
The difference in color between the two images is simple to explain: the complete image was scanned by me on the Epson 4990; the book cover was scanned by someone else years ago, printed, etc. (I got it via Internet). It should not be hard to make it have a similar color in Photoshop...

By the way: I bet that the rest of the image covers the back of the book).

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Oct 13, 2009

Mies van der Rohe - Crown Hall, Illinois Institute of Technology, Chicago

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Built at the end of Mies' tenure at IIT, in the 1950s, Crown Hall houses the School of Architecture and City Planning, as well as the Institute of Design.
Without much doubt, it was Mies' most prized building on the entire campus.









A single, uninterrupted place (36,6x67m, with 5,5m height), Crown Hall was the largest interior space Mies had ever realized: one enormous, completely open, glass-enclosed room, which ceiling is suspendable from one exterior steel structure.
On Mies' own words, this easily adaptable place was "the clearest structure we have done, the best to express our philisophy".













If we compare these photographs with some older images made shortly after construction, I think it is interesting to observe what the patina of time has produced on this amazing structure; the creeping plants can't manage to hide the modernity and the genius of it's apparently simple design...



I made these photographs with a Horseman SW 612 Pro and a Gandolfi Variant 4x5 camera (MDF version, level III), using a Horseman 6x12 roll film back.
The lenses employed were either manufactured by Rodenstock or by Schneider.
The structure detail was shot on 6x7 with a Linhof Rapid Rollex roll film holder, used on the Gandolfi Variant.

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Oct 10, 2009

Gonçalo Byrne, some works

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Mr. Byrne in his atelier on the 17th of November 2006.

I always felt a very high respect for Mr. Gonçalo Byrne.
He is not only a great architect, but before anything else he is a very valuable human beeing.
I used to think that he was my kindest client.
On location, he invariably took care that I enjoyed the best possible accommodations, that I got served the best food and wine.
Sadly, somehow along the way, our paths drifted away and I seldom see him these days.

In spite of that, I will forever maintain that he is a very cordial and polite person, a true gentleman!




Caixa Geral de Depósitos, Arraiolos, 1993.



Caixa Geral de Depósitos, Arraiolos, 1993.



Caixa Geral de Depósitos, Arraiolos, 1993.

The above photographs actually mark the very first time that I got an assignment from Gonçalo Byrne. I made most images in color, but I choose to show some black and white for the time being.



Faculdade de Informática e Electrónica, Pólo II, Universidade de Coimbra, 1994.



Edifício da Capitania, Marina de Lagos, 1994.



Edifício da Capitania, Marina de Lagos, 1994.



Palácio Nacional da Ajuda, Lisbon (project).



Palácio Nacional da Ajuda, Lisbon (project).

I can't exactly recall the equipment that I used to make the images shown above, but I guess that most, if not all, were made with a Sinar f2 camera in 4x5 inches/9x12 cm.
I enlarged the photographs in the traditional wet darkroom. The scanning was produced from the gelatin silver prints using the Epson 4990 Photo.

I made the portrait of Mr. Byrne using a Canon EOS 1n + Canon EF 70-200mm f/2.8 L USM.
(I hate these long and complicated names!!!).

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"Unglaubliche Geschichte um die Ecke", Pau, France, 1986 (Rolleiflex 3.5 F)

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Many years ago, the good Lord might remember when (I had to look up...), I was travelling in the company of my good old friend Fred, on our way from Portugal to Germany (or was it the other way?).

After crossing the Pyrenees, we spent a couple of days in Pau, staying at another close friend's home. Pakica (Francisco is his real name) used to live at that time in this nice and friendly town.
Because of our geographical distance, we always had so much to remember about the months we had been apart, living our far away lives, fighting our separate struggles and savouring our separate short happy moments.



"Störung"



"Aufatmung"



"Sonnenlust"



"Erholung"



"Lust zum Wegfahren"


You might have noticed that I titled this minuscule photographic sequence in german language. That's how I called it by then. I will try to shed some light on the subject...

The main tittle means something like "Unbelievable Story Down the Corner"...

Actually, there was something surrealistic about the whole situation: me and Fred just walked randomly in the neighborhood killing time and putting our legs to some work.
I had brought the Rolleiflex with me and I occasionally made an exposure of some scene that I thought might be worthy of some visual interest. It all flew rather calm and relaxed, unstressed...

All of a sudden a car stops by and an older man jumps out, asking very nervously what we were doing. In our rusty french, we tried to explain that we were just doing nothing special, strolling around visiting town.
The good old man was not satisfied with our modest explanations and kept making more and more absurd questions. When he ultimately asked what "race" did we belong, we decided to completely ignore him and kept our way, doing as before.

He then drove rageful and paranoid, mumbling something about police and other stupidities.
Every few minutes he kept driving by, threatening und cursing us.

He even picked up a camera and started photographing us! From far away, from the security of his car...
We couldn't keep from laughing and finally felt some kind of pity on him.

Poor mad man... He had so much demons to live with...

I would like to emphasise that all this happened long before the ghost of terrorism, before September 11th and all this kind of sordid occurences.
I am talking about a peaceful sunny afternoon in an european town free of conflict, with two pacific young people enjoying the tranquil quiteness of some sleepy streets.

What brings me to the point of saying that "the moral of the story, the moral of this song, is simply that one should never be where one does not belong.
So when you see your neighbor carrying something, help him with his load, and don't go mistaking Paradise for that home across the road".

And yes, I was paraphrasing Bob Dylan in his song "The Ballad of Frankie Lee and Judas Priest", from the album "John Wesley Harding", from 1968.

For the photo freaks: all images were shot on the 14th of August 1986, using a Rolleiflex 3.5 F, loaded with Kodak Tri-x film, developed in Kodak D-76, diluted 1+1.
The images shown here were scanned from original silverprints (printed by me), using an Epson 4990 Photo.




Oct 4, 2009

If Six Was Nine

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Getting rid of the superfluous...
(self-portrait, 4th of October 2009)


If the sun refuse to shine
I don't mind, I don't mind.
If the mountains fell in the sea,
let it be, it ain't me.

Alright, 'cos I got my own world to look through,
And I ain't gonna copy you.

Now, if six turned out to be nine,
I don't mind, I don't mind.
If all the hippies cut off all their hair,
I don't care, I don't care.

Dig, 'cos I got my own world to live through,
And I ain't gonna copy you.

White collared conservative flashing down the street.
Pointing their plastic finger at me,
They're hoping soon my kind will drop and die,
But I'm gonna wave my freak flag high, high.
Wave on, wave on.
Fall mountains, just don't fall on me.
Go ahead on Mr. Business man, you can't dress like me.

Nobody knows what I'm talking about.
I've got my own life to live,
I'm the one that's going to have to die,
When it's time for me to die,
So let me live my life
The way that I want to.

JIMI HENDRIX - If Six Was Nine
(from the album "Axis: Bold as Love", The Jimi Hendrix Experience, 1967).


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