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Up all night – or – Revamping.

June 24, 2010 - י"ב תמוז תש"ע

June’s about done and the chaff accumulated through the spring is about gone.

More and more I find myself in the company of people who do photography for money; more and more I’m asked for my card. I’m a little sick of having to apologize for the pictures in the gallery – nearly all of the shots are from May and June 2005, many of which came from various lens tests (I think I got the 80-200/2.8, 105/2DC, and 300/4 in the prior month).  Well, that’s nothing compared to my accumulation of hardware – and more importantly – photographs since purchasing a GF1 in February.

To wit, I’m going through about 10,000 images (I have been very sporadic in shooting over the past few years. Over 6,000 of those shots are from this past spring, and those are better and more varied than the first 4.000) selecting retouching candidates for portfolios of varying purposes.  [Edit - finished the first cut!]  While some of the shots that I put here years ago are in that set, I really believe that as a result of time away from photography, a revival of some of my technical skills from my teenage years (by working nearly exclusively in manual lenses), and new technology  (the price point of the 5DII brought me somewhat to the Canon side and back to Barnack, but it is the GH1 that has given me more flexibility in shooting style and an excitement I haven’t felt since my first days with a roll of film, a Contax IIA, and the Sunny 16 rule).  Quite simply, I get more hits than misses, because like back in the day, I care and have to take care of exposure and focus.

The shots that will make it into a portfolio will be heavily checked, and to whatever degree I feel necessary I feel it necessary, retouched (just like when I used a loupe and spotting inks, I go pixel by pixel when I’m serious), but most of these candidates are fine as is. It is from this larger pool that I will be populating the site by theme; I probably will have a best of best which will reflect what my imagery looks like, for better or worse, when I apply all my efforts in the critical skills – compostion, exposure, and post processing. I expect a bit of a reorganization to the photographs that are here (and I can add significantly to the UV/IR section thanks to the GH1) but nothing too drastic.

So, clearly, I may start taking jobs, and I’ve been asked to tutor a bit.   Furthermore, I’ve turned down offers to show in the past, not out of fear of the public eye – I don’t give much of a damn about my general reception – but simply because photography is intensely personal to me, too easy an activity to be proud of, and I really don’t get any particular satisfaction over sharing it, just the process –  occasionally the final image pleases. That last reluctance will have to change – only in the practical ramification – because that will open up some options that interest me.  More interestingly, in the coming weeks, I’m working out a pedagogical method for teaching from scratch and have a very bright and willing test subject (whose outlying intelligence ironically may make him a poor test subject). Perhaps there is a basis for a book here.

I shudder at the prospect of being considered a “pro photographer” – professional and amateur are pecuniary matters, and most pros I’ve met are not photographers. Photographers are the ones for whom the image reigns supreme, that know one can only aspire to artistry after a mastery of artisanry. Photographers are never happy with the skills they have, for skills – like lenses – are brushes. Rather than seeking than the lens that draws that scene as best reflects an overall vision guided by an aesthetic sense, many photographers are enamoured by the “sharpest” or “fastest” lens. That last class is typically populated by amateurs; the professional’s equivalent sin is worrying about such matters only when their images are getting rejected by photo or art editors for softness.

Parallel to those two sins of gear, are sins of skill. Many buy equipment or enjoy hacking their own equivalents (which I love and believe is great part of old school photography often lacking today, but not) in place of skill development, and often to the exclusion of actually photographing. Others only develop new skills and looks – typically a poor emulation of others – to keep pace with the market. The basis of creating art – as distinct and elevated from a mere recording of events – is choice: the poet’s license, the editorial history which finds itself changed to fiction by the forces of whim and fancy, the willful act of imparting opinion on reality.

It may be that authorship is dead and intent irrelevant in the final product. That has nothing to do with the process of creation. That is a matter of the artist’s choice, at first, the choice to create, then all the other wonderful mundanities that posses during the process – a color here, a line there, whether it needs something or if sardines are too much, and life. Lack of skill is a lack of choice. It is a valid choice to constrain oneself in creation. However, you can’t choose to work in black and white if that’s all you can do. You can’t shoot IR if you don’t take the time to understand and continue to study your medium. The Luddite literally sees less than the Photographer – a problem when drawing with light. For those mired in gnosticism, understand it thus: the intuitive only plays on the table that the understanding sets. Worse are those who think in terms of a (false) an exclusive dichotomy – that a wealth of technical skill and understanding is proportionally related to a lack of aesthetics – are in every sense of the word, half-wits.

“Pros” satisfied with sales are lazy and may never even think of the half-wit’s objection, but function similarly: smug in his “professional” technique (though not understanding it) and sales, he comes to the store to buy a Sto-Fen to soften his wedding shots (turns out he owns a Lumiquest box that he never used). Don’t get me started on the K1000  type (now Nikon D40-D70, sigh) tabula rasa girls who avoid influences and formal training. I guess they made their own cameras and independently invented the English language too, being the pure instantiation of the Platonic ideal of the uninfluenced and free actor. It took me a while to get the “artists borrow, masters steal,” but I only had that particular immaturity very briefly, still too long.

So, I’ll never be a “pro.” It’s not a matter of money. It’s a matter of an adjective becoming an noun in a very telling fashion.

“Artist” is a bit much to hope for and a fair bit of pretentiousness given the ease of photography.

I don’t chafe at photographer though. Maybe I’ll get to be one of those someday.

vacillations

November 7, 2009 - כ' חשון תש"ע

There are distinct smells to seasons, and in New York, this is not limited to the floral dawn of spring.  Here, at least, the smells are decisive heralds, for once they come, they and their season do not leave until complete.

Winter’s is perhaps my favorite of these, and as of yesterday afternoon, it seems Fall has drawn to an early close.  You can never be sure what precisely produces it – it is the amalgam of all things grey: woolen clothing, the smoke of roasted nuts, the exhaust of overtaxed cars. Appropriately, it arrived a few hours after the victory parade for the Fall Classic.

Given these circumstances, and that relocating to the South is at its most uncertain today, necessity mothered me with:

Winter Tea

3.5 oz Rye
2 oz Simple Syrup
1 oz Dry Vermouth
1/2 oz Grenadine
Lemon Bitters

Bring Rye, Simple Syrup, and Grenadine to a boil, pour into mug, add vermouth cold, add bitters.

The drink can obviously be overly sugary, so add water and time to the boil according to taste.  In the alternative, a weaker but still enjoyable concoction can be had by mixing this with hot tea. I used green tea (shamefully from a bag) in a 3:2 tea to “Tea” ratio.  The trick is to boil the alcohol while waiting for the tea to steep.  Pour the hot alcohol, then the cold alcohol, then the tea.

Be careful with high proof drinks and fire.

Only half the threat – and most of the answer.

October 22, 2009 - ד' חשון תש"ע

Today, Slashdot posted a story to the front page regarding a widespread SMC 8014 router/modem vulnerability, allowing access to administrative functions.  I would link to the original blog post, but it seems to be slashdotted. (Edit: no longer. I also indulged myself with a comment on the slashdot story and the blog post, both came late in the game. No, I’m not selling anything nor do I get ad revenue.)  In any case, this is nothing new.  These and similar SMC routers are common in New York and are identifiable in their use of a four digit hex SSID.  Naturally, all APs broadcast their Wifi adapters’ MAC address in the clear, allowing for identification of the manufacturer (barring spoofing).

These SMC routers were ordered in bulk with a custom firmware, with some “features” that were put in place to (presumably) assist in over the phone tech support.  The firmware enables WEP encryption with a preset key on the network and uses Javascript to disable more advanced features, including choosing WPA.  If that wasn’t problematic enough, the WEP key is derivable from the MAC address.  Let me repeat that point as clearly as I can.

The preset WEP key is derivable from the MAC address that is broadcast in the clear.

That last part is trivial, and I’m not going to give out (what I hesitate to call) the algorithm.

But wait, there’s more.  One of the advanced features disabled by the Javascript hack is the ability to change the WEP key.  I was not vulnerable to this (I use a different service with my own hardware), but a friend was -which allowed me to do a bit of work on these routers and their deployment.  We were told (July 2008) by a customer service rep that changing the WEP key was not supported for the end user – even after I asked my friend to claim that she thought someone had her “network password” (which was technically true).

Ironically, the vulnerability mentioned in the Slashdot article is the means to secure the router: by using various techniques (disabling Javascript, Greasemonkey, etc.)  you can restore these functions: changing the mode of encryption, the key, and the administrative values.

SMC is not the only company to have sold these gelded all-in-one routers to bulk telecom customers; nor is Time Warner the only customer to deploy them.  In a private discussion sharing these findings with some westcoasters at Defcon in Aug 2008, I was told there was an L.A. telecom doing exactly the same things – mass deployed routers with predictable keys and a broken firmware that prevented a fix.

Story Time

July 7, 2009 - ט"ו תמוז תשס"ט

Thanks /., I had never read this.  Now I know natural language searches are evil.

A Logic Named Joe

15 minutos de fama : the odd consequences and burdens of educated speech.

July 4, 2009 - י"ב תמוז תשס"ט

It is a curious effect of copy and paste, of quote and translation.  Today, one can easily find fifteen minutes of fame, in the most literal of senses.  This is not news.

The oddity is that you can find that you were famous months after the fact.

Back in February, when Facebook was considering some controversial TOS changes, I was (apparently) early in joining one of the the Facebook protest groups.  Now admittedly, I did care about the TOS issue: I posted items and used my status message to try and raise awareness.  I made one or two wall posts in said protest group.  Mostly, I wanted to clarify that the TOS wasn’t seizing copyright ownership, but the distribution license had onerous consequences.  I then said that in response, I deleted my uploaded photographs, save a profile picture or two.

Now, mind you, I have no precise idea what I said : after Facebook abandoned the proposed terms, I quit the group.  With many such Facebook groups having been formed, and hundreds of thousands of users joining them, and in turn, generating thousands of posts and threads, my original is sufficiently misplaced.

None of this would be of any interest to me – or to any right thinking individual – but for the curious addendum.  A couple of weeks ago, I googled variants of my name to see where this site was showing up.  Lo and behold, by page three, nearly all the links were in Spanish.  This was of particular curiosity to me, as my Spanish aptitude never progressed beyond some Fs and Ds in high school classes.  (Immersion methods do not work well with me, unfortunately, it took me years to figure this out and learn what does.  Another story for another time.)  Apparently, some tech writer for the EFE news service needed a quote for his piece on the TOS changes – and the user response – and quoted me.  In turn, this article was reposted and quoted by aggregators and blogs across the Latinternet.  This happens, nothing special.  However, since the original quoting was translated into a language I don’t speak or read, I had no idea until May, despite the EFE being the fourth largest news agency in the world.

Now, I cannot be certain why the original author quoted me (and I should point out, that while I don’t recall the precise wording, the translation entirely correlates with  my recollection of what I wrote) but I suspect it is because:

  • I wrote with a reserved, educated tone.
  • I separated my understanding of the situation from my response.
  • I sounded like I knew what I was talking about.
  • I am from New York.

To invoke a bit of Cialdini, the first two strike me as social liking through identification.  The first point results in a tone similar to modern journalism, and not only garners the sympathy of a writer accustomed to the style, but in using a similar style, it fits smoothly into a newspaper piece.  Similarly, the second is akin to an editorial response or, more liberally, the conclusions of a reporter.

Coupled with the a writing style, (I’m glad the reporter kept the “permissive and perpetual” bit in Spanish – I liked it enough to remember) simply sounding like I had read the new TOS and was capable of calmly correcting others probably secured me a air of authority.  Finally simply being from New York (my primary Facebook network), which the reporter did specify in the quote attribution, is both identifiable and desirable from a global perspective.  This is certainly liking and authority at play – a well spoken, informed, urbane “expert” from an international city says… – but also maintains a smooth flow for the reader who already has some idea where New York is, as opposed to stopping to wonder what or where Buffalo is.

Still, this story is just a an anecdote, a curiosity of a google search, and the subsequent analysis somewhat facile and obvious.  The lesson is not:  if you choose to write with a certain style, you will “speak” louder than others in a written medium.  Make sure that you want those words repeated: if you write well-formed drivel or masterful and erroneous prose, you may find the echo much louder than expected and the ringing criticism deafening.

This is the burden of educated speech, whether educated in fact or in tone: if you write with care, have a care with what you write.

Stop me if you’ve heard this one-

March 20, 2009 - כ"ד אדר תשס"ט

Ok, every Jewish kid has heard the story of some high school couple who manage to “accidentally” do the nissuin thing and end up needing a get.  Maybe it’s happened before (and maybe it will happen again*), maybe not.  But now, in this Brave New Intarweb, you can point to a Google search to show that it has:

14-year-old girl becomes Israel’s youngest-ever divorcee – Haaretz

I picked the Haaretz coverage because it covered the best detail – not the consummation of the marriage – but the 10,000 NIS payoff by the groom’s family to get the girl to go away.

* Good bye, BSG.  You were the show I would have made.

The dumbing of ‘merica.

January 9, 2009 - י"ג טבת תשס"ט

For fuck’s sake, it’s bad enough you wreck the KJV, but seriously?
I mean, Jews go through the bother of making these wonderful texts, some nice goyim translate them reasonably well, and then the evil goyishe masses have to ruin them.

Well maybe Prussian Blue can put it in song form. Oh, wait…

forgotten pleasures

January 7, 2009 - י"א טבת תשס"ט

a list too long-
but I remember now to include mania

too soon will I remember its cost,
a forgotten malaise

and the her, unhad.

xkcd is right

July 28, 2008 - כ"ה תמוז תשס"ח

Despite my problems with Wikipedia and the “wisdom of the masses,” xkcd is entirely correct that List of problems solved by MacGyver is a wonderful article.

(If you don’t know what I am talking about, even after following the link, allow your mouse to hover over the comic image to display the alt text. As of FF3, the text is no longer truncated. Yay. Now go back and re-read all of xkcd.)

mumbles

May 12, 2008 - ז' אייר תשס"ח

I know I hardly post any more, but this was too cool to forget.