Archive For: Aesthetics
Sometimes you have to just do things that feel right. I drive past this tree twice a day. It’s a rather nice, twisted old oak that stands alone in a field. It’s suffered a bit in its past, but still going strong. As the seasons changed, I noticed patches of bright green leaves appear and
3This is my third attempt to write this post and has taken nearly a year to finish. One of the reasons has been research. I have been reading a lot about landscape. Both as a photographic subject but also landscape in and of itself from a geographic point of view. The sticking point is the
Can digital cameras be appreciated alongside film cameras as the tools they are, or does nostalgia and aesthetic value always mean film cameras are appreciated more? In October 2021 I sold my Nikon D700, a camera I had desperately wanted ever since it was first released. I bought mine second-hand from my local camera shop
To finish my Master’s Degree I chose to write a dissertation (as opposed to a Final Major Project). This was initially daunting as the limit was 20,000 words (excluding quotes), but good guidance and planning meant this was filled relatively easily. I chose to write about portrait photography as this was one area that I,
Postdigital landscape photography considers how digital technologies, data and post-photographic practices have changed the way landscapes are represented. Rather than simply photographing a physical place with a camera, artists can construct landscape images from satellite imagery, topographical data and other digital sources, challenging traditional ideas about photography, authorship and our representation of the natural environment.
RThe following essay I completed as part of my MA unit ‘Writing Criticism: Critical and Analytical Frameworks‘. This was a critical writing essay on a topic of our own choice, and our first major essay of the MA. I chose to write about documentary photography and got 83/100 which I was pretty pleased with. Naturally,
Finding the Photograph This photograph by Martin Parr was one of the first that made me stop to think and appreciate the picture. I wasn’t even that into photography at the time. I must have been about 16 or 17 when it caught my eye in the newspaper. It made such an impression on me