Posted on March 22, 2017 by under
We used to visit the trails in Chaguaramas and photograph them long before it was popular to do so. Times have changed. We haven’t been back in many years, but we have other photographers’ pictures to look upon now. In 2006 we asked the Chaguaramas Development Authority (CDA) for permission to photograph the ICBM tracking station at night with our 8×10 inch large format camera. We never received permission to do so. It is a pity as our pictures would have been the last of their kind in the world. We can only wonder how they could have turned out.
The trails look different these days from what we remember; or perhaps modern day photographers photograph them differently: we cannot tell. We can only compare their pictures with our pictures: a comparison between pictures past with pictures present. For this is how pictures, in their inability to present to us the flow of time, act to produce a facsimile of time’s passage. We compare photographs of historical times to those of the modern day as a conduit to the fourth dimension.
We were looking back at some old photographs of Trinidad and Tobago taken by photographers who predated us by decades. There was DaCosta, Manning, Chock, Halliburton, DeFreitas, Boyke, Arnott, Aché, MacKenzie, Chan, Chung, Norton. Those are the lucky ones who still have their names attached to their work. All the rest of the work are by photographers who are now unknown. Quite frankly, Trinidad society does not care to know of them.
When we first started taking pictures of Trinidad we had a clear purpose: to produce work that would help future generations see who we were, or what we were, during our time. We viewed our thousands of slides and negatives as something sacrosanct, something worth preserving. We no longer hold this view.
Our pictures were only important to me, or to Jo-Ann, at the time we captured them. Other than this they have no inherent value. The citizens (and photographers/media) of Trinidad have convinced us of this. We are now true believers: there is no history, only memory. We are born, we live, we die. Pictures should be the same way. Nothing should last forever.
This is also a form of protest. A protest against all Trinidadians who would take the work of others and parade it as their own. Our pictures will not form part of the work of future historians who would casually disassociate our names from the work that took us a lifetime to build. We have left instructions for all of our images to be destroyed upon our demise. All images prior to 2000 have already been burned. We will remember the images as good memories of better times.
All images shot on film.
Posted on March 21, 2017 by under
That thing weighs 62lbs. Here we are setting up to take a semi-macro shot which turned out lame – largely due to us getting fed-up after spending thirty minutes moving that thing around. Here is the result:
Rollei IR film.
Olympus OM-4Ti camera, Ilford Delta 3200 b&w film.
Royal Albert Hall, London. Kodak Ektachrome 100SW film.
The London walks gallery is back online.
4×5 Rollei infrared film.
Posted on March 14, 2017 by under
London Underground. Ilford Pan F Plus film.
Posted on March 13, 2017 by under
Time’s doorway. 4×5 Kodak TMY film.
Posted on March 11, 2017 by under
A walk down the forest of dreams. Linhof 8×10 camera, Kodak Tri-X Pan film.
Posted on March 10, 2017 by under
Carnival 2013. Ilford Delta 3200.
Our Carnival gallery is here.
Posted on March 5, 2017 by under
Trinidad Carnival. Ilford Delta film.
The Trinidad Carnival gallery is now online.