Camera Records in Time was formed in the summer of 2009 out of a desire to create an environment where photographers can habitually come together to support one another artistically and receive feedback about their work.
Traveling is an excellent way to change your artistic perspective. Normally my photographic comfort zone is in the studio, but in July I went to San Francisco for the first time. For that week in San Fran I had the challenge of doing lots of street, architecture, and nature photography; generally unplanned photo moments. Though, my advantage was that everything was new and incredibly interesting to me.
It was my second trip to the west coast (my first time being Los Angeles). San Francisco is unique in that it's a west coast city that has held onto an majority of historical buildings; not just government buildings, but homes as well. There is a similar breadth of styles and eras as east coast cities contain, but with a focus on the Victorian era and lot more purple in the color palate.
It was an incredibly busy week hitting all the landmarks possible. The Golden Gate Bridge, the Mission District, Dolores Park, Nob Hill, Twin Peaks, Alcatraz, China Town, and California Academy of Sciences are some of the areas I photographed. San Francisco didn't just give me excellent vacation photos. Unlike other trips, the images I brought back were inspiring to me artistically. It's September and I still get a buzz looking at these photos. Moving in this different direction recharged me, and I am looking forward to getting back to the studio (and taking more photos on-the-go).
A man playing guitar through an AMP he built himself. Learned how at
the old VFW in Turners Falls. Its pretty awesome; they are making out-of-work carpenters into luthers and makers of the finest Massachusetts
hand built wooden music machines.
This is what it looks like outside; just dudes sipping beer in
plastic chairs on the sidewalk. You see, the VFW closed sometime ago,
and no one really knows whats going on inside anymore, but the sons and grand kids and neighborhood kids bike around and talk to the older guys
guarding the door to the old bar.
Bo Diddley (one of my like top three personal idols) was a luther,
made fiddles and such, then made his own kickass cherry red rectangle
guitar (he donated it to the hard rock cafe…. the less said about that
the better)
Tunrers (SIC, its actually Turners) Falls Bike Gang in Silver
He used to play through a toilet on its side to get echo before he bough Chuck Berry's personal recording studio - with all the Les Paul designed
wizardry that they used to make #1 hit singles back in the day. Did you
know Bo Diddley only ever had one, and its like his worst novelty
track? But it helped invent hip hop so its ok anyways. I digress.
One theory on why he called himself Bo Diddley: well back in the
wilds of the south they used to run a single wire from the roof of the
porch to the wooden floor and they would play bump bump… bump bump bump
bump… which is basically exactly the Bo Diddley beat. The whole
porch would become an instrument.
They called the string a Bo Diddley. Imagine how awesome it must of sounded back in like 1890, you got
fiddles and banjo’s and a maybe a beat-to-shit tuba and the whole porch
is rocking to the Bo Diddley beat.
Featuring a thoughtful and enlightening introduction by photographer Stephen Tourlentes, C.R.I.T. is very proud to release this book to the public and to keep this new tradition going.
In celebration of the release, please join us on Saturday, September 15th at Dowd Properties in Davis Sq., 407 Highland Ave. Somerville, MA from 7:00pm - 10:00pm, for an exhibition of photographs from the publication along with light refreshments. Copies of Issue 2, along with limited copies of Issue 1, will be on sale at the reception. Issue 2 will also be available online beginning the day of the release; so stay tuned for the link!
