Alfred Stieglitz
Last Thursday, the 15th, my girlfriend, Fae, and I attended a film at the Philbrook Museum of Art here in Tulsa. It was centered on Stieglitz, although in conjunction with the "In the American Grain" exhibit, which consists of Dove, Marin, Hartley, O'Keefe and the aforementioned Stieglitz. Despite his endeavors in the earliest days of still photography, he left an everlasting impression with me, cinematically!
I have made a definite leap further into the Super 8 celluloid theater, yet I am now hungry for the more antiquated. And so, without hesitation, my 8mm Kodak Scopemeter has emerged for cleaning and preparation. My plans to purchase a 25 ft. spool of Fomapan R-100 from 8mmfilmstock.com will make the circle complete.
I am and always will be fascinated by black and white film. As I breathe in the pictures and the feel of Stieglitz's celluloid paintings, I enter a different metamorphosis; I see colors without spectrum, contrasts and lines of definition and the spark to create something different. I am on a new threshold.
...stay tuned.
I have made a definite leap further into the Super 8 celluloid theater, yet I am now hungry for the more antiquated. And so, without hesitation, my 8mm Kodak Scopemeter has emerged for cleaning and preparation. My plans to purchase a 25 ft. spool of Fomapan R-100 from 8mmfilmstock.com will make the circle complete.
I am and always will be fascinated by black and white film. As I breathe in the pictures and the feel of Stieglitz's celluloid paintings, I enter a different metamorphosis; I see colors without spectrum, contrasts and lines of definition and the spark to create something different. I am on a new threshold.
...stay tuned.