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Rest in Peace, Maurice Eagle

The photography world and the local Houston music scene lost a member.  Maurice Eagle had been battling colon cancer and succumbed to it on the morning of 23 March 2017.  After having moved from Austin to Houston, Maurice brought a unique perspective to photographing bars.

When I first saw Maurice, it was just about a year ago at a show at Acadia (I believe it was Ten Ton Hammer).  He had with him a unique setup – it was his camera (with what appeared to be a super wide angle lens) and 2 external flashes mounted on a wooden plank.  I thought this was unusual so I decided to ask him about it.  After he introduced himself, I immediately saw the reasons for his setup.  I had been looking at his work on and off for a while.  During our conversation, he took care to mention several times that he was NOT a concert photographer, but that he was a bar photographer and there is a difference.  I didn’t press him on that point, but I understood that approach when looking at his images.

Blood Of An Outlaw (Scout Bar, Feb 2017)

Whenever I see another photographer at a show, there is always a sense of competition.  There is the obvious – will he or she get a better moment than I?  Will this person be able to capture more quality images than I can?  Why won’t they move from that spot because I would like some from that angle as well?  But those are in the moment, when I’m trying to realize my own vision and there’s someone else honing in to try to satisfy theirs.  After the set is over, that sense is gone and we move on to the next.  But there is also that sense of competition when I’m looking at other concert work, and it is competition with myself.  When I see high quality work, I ask how I can push myself to up my own output.  After that first conversation with Maurice, the more banal sense of competition was quickly dispelled when he told me he was a bar photographer.  His work inspired me to push myself even further, and was one of the prompts for my experimentation with color photography as discussed here.

Beyond Oblivion (BFE Rock Club, Nov 2016)

That’s not to say I was going to try to copy his style.  Maurice’s style was pretty unique and incorporated things with which I don’t care to work.  These things include HDR processing and highly saturated colors.  I’ve experimented with those elements in the past and it just doesn’t work for me.  When they’re done well, they can really look good, and Maurice certainly did these things very well.  In the above photo of Beyond Oblivion, the selection here (because photography is a selective process) illustrates why he did this well.  The saturation of the colors doesn’t assault one’s vision in the way many HDR processing saturations do.  This is due to the fact that the image has an analogous color scheme (green – blue – blue violet – violet), which not only is pleasing to the eye, it creates harmony and serenity.  The HDR processing created the contrasts necessary for this work.  Overall, the colors juxtapose nicely with the subject, which at the time was delivering an all out sonic assault.  The venue’s logo, although partially obscured, does still have a prominent place, letting us know where there was taken.

Chaotic Justice (Fitzgerald’s, Sep 2016)

Here is another example of Maurice’s touch.  Here he selected an image with complementary colors (a tinted blue and a shaded orange).  The orange around the subjects stands out nicely against the blue light, framing the mostly black-clad performers.  Again, the venue logo is obscured, but still occupies a prominent space in the frame so as to be unmistakable.

I did not talk about Maurice’s use of a super wide lens in this as it is not something on which I can comment in an intelligent manner.  I’ve only used my super wide for landscape images, never for a concert performance.  That stems mostly from the fact that when one gets close, the edges tend to distort.  I’m a precisionist by nature when I make images, and it’s hard for me to break that habit sometimes.  I’ve seen some concert photographers use it at shows as it creates a chaotic effect, especially when the performers and crowd are both in the frame.  Since Maurice was a bar photographer, I imagine creating that sense of chaos wasn’t his intent.  Sadly, I can only speculate that since his goal was to capture 1 single image that encompassed the whole of the stage, he had no choice but to use this type of lens.

Spectral Manifest (Scout Bar, May 2016)

Here is another example of Maurice’s mastery of color use – this time with a split-complementary scheme dominating the scene.

Although Maurice’s style is radically (for lack of a better term) different than mine, he still inspired me.  He had a unique style and he worked it perfection.  While I have a preferred style, I never pushed it to the same the level Maurice pushed his.  Now I am in competition with myself to push my style even further and create great images for my friends in the local Houston metal community.

I only got to meet you once, Maurice, but that meeting was something I wouldn’t trade for anything.  The only way I can thank you for your inspiration is to push my own style.   You’ve earned your immortality, good sir, and I hope when we meet again we can share some good stories about shooting some great shows.  Rest In Peace, friend.

You can view Maurice’s work on his Facebook page by clicking here.

It (Was) World Photo Day!

As legend would have it, the date for World Photo Day came about because it was on 19 Aug 1839 that the French government purchased the patent to the Daguerrotype process and announced that it was being given away to everyone for free.  It seems a good a reason as any to choose a date for celebration.  If it had not been for the generosity of the French, photography as a process may have taken a very different path to development.  This year marked the World Photo Day’s 7th year of celebration, which isn’t too shabby considering the growing pains it had to endure its few couple of years.

I had pretty much decided that I was going to take the day off from making images and, instead, reflect on my own personal views in this world.  I’m going to be honest, between work, watching preseason NFL Football, and enjoying an incredible Italian dinner, I didn’t get much thinking done.  In fact, I had even planned this blog entry to coincide with the ending of World Photo Day in the Midwest, but ended up falling asleep early.  Bad, Rick.

I did, however, think about my own evolution in photography.  Some of my earliest images are lost forever due to hard drive failures and getting lost in moves from one hard drive to another (1 lesson learned – file organization is important).  I did come across this one, however:

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Williams Tower – Houston, TX (2007)

I recall my own innocence (for lack of a better term) in taking this photo.  I was still learning everything I could about photography, but it was very slow going at the time.   Magazines such as Popular Photography seem to assume one has a baseline of knowledge.  I didn’t even have that baseline when I took this picture.  It wasn’t until a little over 2 months later that things would finally start to gel for me.

Beneath The Massacre at Summer Slaughter 2007 in Houston, TX

Beneath The Massacre at Summer Slaughter 2007 in Houston, TX

An early concert photo taken in 2007 (before the image of Williams Tower).  This was among the first taken with my DSLR.

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Cy-Fair College – Houston, TX (2007)

That was my first film image taken after I enrolled in a photography course at Cy-Fair College.  I was amazed at how one class worth of lecture crystallized everything for me in terms of the camera settings.  I had achieved a baseline of knowledge (and quickly learned how very little use a certain magazine had for me in terms of teaching).  I knew I could only get better from there.  I had to, since this negative was pretty messed up by my repeated attempts to load it on the film roll for processing. It also awakened the artist that was always inside me and had been suppressed since graduating from high school.

I’d like to say that I did get better.  In these early days I still had my innocence (again, for lack of a better term) about photography.  I learned technical aspects (such as metering for extreme lighting conditions), effective composition, and color balancing.  I would go on to learn about conceptual things such as the language of photography (which eludes me a little, but with each day it gets a little slower in avoiding my grasp), the essence of photography as an index and how it relates to art, and the limits and possibilities of the medium.  The conceptual stuff destroyed my innocence, but gave me new focus (pun not intended) in terms of how I was going to proceed.

This is an interesting time for photography.  Like the proliferation of hand held cameras in the 1960’s and 70’s, cell phone cameras have brought an old challenge back to photography, albeit in a way that is much more intense.  A couple of years ago an artist was inspired by an exhibition at the Museum Of Fine Arts Houston that explored photomanipulation prior to the advent of Photoshop.  He created a little project of abstract photos taken with his iPhone.  He said that he was “faking it” by attempting to create art with a cell phone camera.  Not much was discussed about that project (he was submitting 2 for critique), but it does illustrate the challenge posed and the resistance to it.  The explosion of social media has also brought new importance of the snapshot just by virtue of the proliferation of snapshots in the wild.

The 2 issues above pique my interest each in their own way.  The proliferation of cell phone cameras (along with their growing capabilities) has led some agencies to actually eliminate photo staff and rely on the field reporter to get images for a print or web story.  Can an untrained (relatively speaking) photographer capture an image that will have the same effectiveness as one captured by an experienced professional?  That is the biggest question.  The growth of social media, fueled by the growth of cell phones, challenges our personal relationship to photography.  The snapshot is generally a personal image made to document our relationship to the world.  When those images are out in the wild, is it still “just” a snapshot?  How has our relationship to the world changed when a personal photo is published for all to see?  How is medium challenged in general?  Is “art” photography elevated or cheapened?  These are just a few of the questions we find ourselves asking.

Thus ends my contribution to World Photo Day.  I will leave you now with a recent image I created, just to show my own progress in photography.  I will also leave a snapshot I created at the same event.  Maybe it will help my faithful and not-so-faithful readers to ponder their own questions regarding the medium within the context of my discussion.  If not, well, that’s perfectly fine with me.  Not everyone thinks about it the way I do, but I do hope you at least enjoy the images.

The "professional" image

The “professional” image

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The snapshot

Moving Forward

It only took a few hours of frustration to move this blog. That does not include the typo I made in the process, which locked me out of the old blog in nearly complete fashion. I took a few classes on relational databases when I was pursuing a computer science degree. Over a decade has passed since I had to practice database-related things, so this was a challenge. In the end, the knowledge was recalled and applied, and the move proceeded.

I now present “Rick’s Picture Corner” re-branded as “Richard Custer’s Blog.” I, of course, am Richard.  This is my chosen artist moniker, but since we’re all on friendly terms, you can call me Rick.  This blog is now more integrated into my artist website (www.artistrichardcuster.com), although the look and feel is much the same.  I will soon be dumping the Rick’s Picture Corner domain as I start making more changes and updates to my main website.

Now with that bit of housekeeping out of the way, I’m pleased to announce that I will be exhibiting in my second show since graduating from the University of Houston.  The show is going to be centered around hardcore, punk, and heavy metal music and features Houston-based artists.  Here is the flyer:

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The flyer (click to embiggen)

I found out about the show a few weeks ago.  Given the short time left before the show, I placed a link to my work on the Facebook event page to ask to be considered for inclusion in future shows.  The coordinator messaged me back the next day and told me he would find space for my work.  It’s an understatement to say I was surprised, and was very happy when I found out that I would indeed be included in this upcoming show.  I immediately went over installation concepts in my head.  This will be my installation concept:

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My installation concept (click to embiggen)

This is based on a wall space width of 4 feet.  I will have to update this concept as I just found out that we will each have 5 feet, but it becomes a matter of moving the larger images out a little bit.  As for the images themselves, the 2 larger images are finalized as shown.  Each one will be a 12″ x 12″ print mounted on cradled wood.  The smaller images, which have yet to be finalized, will be 4.75″ x 4.75″ and placed inside CD jewel cases.

Conceptually, the inverted cross is a reference to the adversarial nature of heavy metal music to religion and ideologies related to such, especially the Judeo-Christian belief systems that dominate the West.  The live shots reflect the almost ritual aspect of the live performance and its importance in the genre.  The jewel case “frames” for the smaller images signal the importance of the physical media format as CD sales outpace digital sales among heavy metal fans.   The larger prints, as with the inverted cross, display the iconography often associated with heavy metal.

At this point, I will conclude this, the inaugural post of the re-branded blog.  I have more updates coming as my activity in my chosen medium has picked up in the last month.  To all of you, I thank you for your continued support.  Feel free to comment below with any ideas or critiques you may have on what I’ve written this evening.  I will see you all again soon.  Until then, my faithful and not-so-faithful readers, I bid you goodnight.

A Small Triumph (and Other Things)

Finally, I can string together a group of coherent thoughts in order to make a larger one.  Truth be told, there’s not much method to my writing madness.  Most times I simply sit down in front of the keyboard, let the thoughts stream out, then edit and organize on the fly.  This past week, however, my body was ravaged by a virus that left me thinking about other, more immediate needs, such as relative distance to a bathroom and monitoring my body temperature.

Show flyer for "Armed and ..." at The Lens Capsule

Show flyer for “Armed and …” at The Lens Capsule

At this point, the sickness is relatively behind me.  I’m still feeling a little weak physically, but mentally I’m back at form (which isn’t much to brag about, but it suits my purposes).  So here we go…

I had my first post-graduation show earlier this month (11 March) as part of an opening at Houston’s Lawndale Art Center.  The opening was in conjunction with FotoFest 2016, which opened the same night.  My little opening happened in an alternative space called The Lens Capsule.  Emily Peacock and Britt Thomas (co-founders and curators) make up The Lens Capsule.  What they do is work with established art spaces in Houston to bring in a rented moving truck in order to exhibit a new artist.  The artist’s work is installed in the moving truck and guests can go right inside to view the work.  It provides great initial exposure to those just getting started in their artistic endeavors.

The work I had on display was from my “Armed and …” series (click here and here to view).  It wasn’t my first time as an artist on display, but it was my first solo show, and being the center of attention was something to which I was unaccustomed.  A lot of people wanted to speak with me after seeing the work, and I was happy to oblige, but nervous at the same time.  All in all, I met a lot of great people that night and received a lot of great feedback from both critics and the public.  This is definitely an experience I can use going forward.  Now I just have to update that CV…

In terms of the stream of consciousness, I briefly thought about issuing a “fuck you” in a not-so-subtle message to an anonymous person out there.  If this person is reading this, then the fact I had a show is “fuck you” enough.  No more words need to be said on that subject.

Installation of "Armed and ..." in The Lens Capsule

Installation of “Armed and …” in The Lens Capsule

My wedding anniversary was a night later.  22 years is another small triumph.  It offsets the 2 openings and 2 concerts I had to miss this past week.

At this point, I have a week’s worth of work (both artistic and non-) which needs to be accomplished.  Digging out of the backlog won’t be fun, but it will be worth it at the end.  I will be chatting with you again sooner rather than later.

 

Untaken – 27 September 2014

A few months ago I was at a music festival called “Building Temples From Death Fest” here in Houston. It’s an all day death metal show featuring bands from around the United States (and sometimes from outside our fair nation) that’s been going for 4 years now. I was there to photograph for my “Houston Metal Project” opus that I’m working on. There was a guy there who looked like he maybe had Cerebral Palsy. I’m not 100% on that but my guess is somewhat educated on the matter. Anyway, I was sitting outside, alone, and he came outside and sat near me. He said hello to me. I admit, I really didn’t want to talk to him at the moment (I really didn’t want to talk to anyone at the moment, I just wanted to get some fresh air), but I was friendly and said “hello” back to him and we struck up a conversation. He mentioned that he was from the Fort Worth area. I asked him what brought him to Houston. He told me that he came down just to see Internal Bleeding, the show’s headline act, and to get a chance to finally meet them. He talked about how he followed the band since 1991 (the year of their 1st album release) and how this was an exciting day for him. It made me think about how the band may have had a positive effect on this man’s life (he appeared to be around my age). It made me realize how important it is to be able to meet one’s own heroes. I honestly have never had the pleasure because I don’t really have any heroes. I mean, I’ve met my share of famous people and have gotten to have nice conversations with them, but never with someone I would label as a hero. I thought about taking an environmental portrait of this man who was really excited to be there, but I did not. I felt that if I did, I would somehow be taking some of his excitement away and keeping it for myself. Looking back, I am glad I made that decision. The excitement he felt was all for him and I wanted to let him have it all.

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