Sample photo using Ektar 100.
I tried a roll of Kodak’s new Ektar 100 film. As advertised, it has very fine grain. However, it suffers from the same problem that all C41 films have–you’ll definitely get some color, but any resemblance between the color you get out of the film and the color that was there in reality is purely coincidental. I do have a second roll to try out, but I think I’ll be sticking to Kodachrome.
Birds in the water at Santa Monica Beach.
Recently I’ve been shooting more Kodachrome.
Fujifilm’s killer medium format film camera. It has long been only a prototype. We first heard about at last year’s PMA trade show and were able to see a wooden version of it at Photokina in September 2008. But now, it’s official. Fujifilm is weeks away from releasing its GF670 Professional medium format film camera. Here is our full article about it.
Outside of Japan, the camera should be released under the Voigtlander Bessa III 667 name, which Cosina will distribute. [The British Journal of Photography]
The earlier announcement had already raised my interest. From the additional information, it looks like it will be about the same size as a Leica, and smaller when folded. Still no price, but I’ll probably buy one when they’re released.
A few weeks ago I learned about Kodak’s new C-41 film, Ektar 100. It’s out now–Samy’s in LA had a big pile of it. I bought a couple of rolls to try out.
Rock Photography Is Fading Fast. What has happened to great rock concert photography? Is it part of a bygone era, or has the music industry forgone photographers due to control issues? A mix of both, says Mark Paytress in Creative Review’s article “Three Songs and Yer Out! The Dying Art of Gig Photography” (reprinted from a recent issue of M magazine). The “three songs” refers to an industry-wide guideline that photographers are allowed access to the artists only for the first three songs of a performance. The practice started as a courtesy to performers to keep distracting flash bulbs to a minimum. But then it worked its way around the scene and became the rule at most venues. Artists and their management blame the venues for enforcing the rule, while the venues insist they’re just doing what they’re told by the management. [Utne Reader]
This article doesn’t tell the whole story. Those restrictions certainly exist, but you only encounter them once an artist has become successful enough to have “people” and play at venues with “security.” If you stick to smaller venues such as (in Los Angeles) the Hotel Café, Molly Malone’s, and the Troubadour, you can still shoot through the entire show. Using a flash is discouraged or even banned at some of these smaller venues, but then flashes going off in small venues are really annoying to everyone, and tend to produce bad pictures besides.
This doesn’t help people who want to make a living as concert photographers, because there’s no money in shooting the acts who play at these smaller venues. However, anyone doing it as a hobby will have plenty of opportunities, and all of those big successful artists who can’t be photographed start out playing at small venues. (Well, except for the totally manufactured idol singer types, but the only reason to photograph them is for money.)
Kodak has announced a new color negative film, Ektar 100. In general I’m not very fond of such film, because of the difficulty of getting the colors right, but it’s certainly worth trying a roll just to see what it’s like.
…it is more than coincidence that ornate descriptiveness fell out of favor at the very time photography began to be widely published.
Galen Rowell
Voigtländer has released some information on an upcoming camera design, the Bessa III, which looks pretty interesting. It’s a folding medium-format camera which is apparently switchable between 6×6 and 6×7 formats. If it’s not too expensive (and Voigtländers usually aren’t), I might buy one to supplement my Rolleiflex. Currently the price is listed as “noch keine Angaben,” which I’m told is German Corporatespeak for “we don’t know yet.”
Why I Don’t Post Photographs on Facebook. Imagine while on vacation with your family you capture this exquisite photograph of the Golden Gate Bridge, and that you are so proud of it that you post it on Facebook so all your friends can see it. If someone on the Facebook staff sees your photograph and really likes it, Facebook can use it to advertise Facebook. They can license a postcard company to use it on a postcard they sell. They can even license the image for the cover of Time magazine, use by a travel agency or anyone else. You will never know about it and you will never receive any compensation for it. [Articles and Reviews by Walter Rowe]
Twins chase the news on L.A.‘s dark streets. It was pushing 11 on a Friday night, and Austin Raishbrook wanted to be prowling the streets of Los Angeles looking for murder and mayhem.
Mired in a pocket of messy downtown traffic, the 32-year-old British transplant clenched the wheel of his Police Interceptor Crown Victoria and cursed out loud. Every few seconds, he turned his attention to the laptop computer glowing beside him, checking for any fresh crash alerts on an internal California Highway Patrol website.
One of the three radio scanners clipped to the visor above Raishbrook’s head crackled to life. A Los Angeles Police Department dispatcher reported gunshots on 110th Street, near Broadway. A victim was lying in the street.
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“With shootings, you need to get there quick enough to get the shot of them loading him into the ambulance,” he said, weaving in and out of lanes and blowing past cars that appeared to be standing still. “Unless he’s dead on arrival. If he’s D.O.A., you’ve got all the time in the world.”
Raishbrook has an identical twin brother, Howard, who also spends most nights in a Crown Vic, monitoring police scanners. The brothers don’t wear badges of any sort. But if it’s late at night in Los Angeles and there is a police pursuit, shootout, terrible car accident or a good-sized fire, chances are they’ll be there. They’ll be the ones with the video cameras. [Los Angeles Times]
It’s ironic that I came across this article so soon after reading a (badly reproduced) copy of a book by Weegee, a photographer famous for doing much the same thing (with a still camera) 70 years ago in New York.