A Malibu, birds, frogs, and all that

And I’m not going to think about anything and I don’t want to work anything out.
If you only knew how sweet and powerful it is to have no expectations and be ruthless and hungry.

John Giorno, I Don’t Need It, I Don’t Want It, and You Cheated Me Out of It [mp3]

Malibu (checkmate) -- by Joe Reifer

Malibu (checkmate) — by Joe Reifer

It's the one with the birds -- by Joe Reifer

It’s the one with the birds — by Joe Reifer

Enter His Courts With Praise -- by Joe Reifer

Enter His Courts With Praise — by Joe Reifer

Frogs -- by Joe Reifer

Frogs — by Joe Reifer

Berkeley neighborhood sunset (May 16, 2010) -- by Joe Reifer

Berkeley neighborhood sunset (May 16, 2010) — by Joe Reifer

Stretching It Wider

Stretching It Wider — by John Giorno

Somethings that work in one decade don’t work in the next, so mark it down as a noble idea that failed.

And I did what everybody dreams of doing, I walked away from it I walked away from it I walked away from it I walked away from it I walked away from it, and I never went back, without reconcile.

And since I can’t leave, I love getting drunk with you I love getting drunk with you I love getting drunk with you, and give me some more blow.

Caution, Wet Floor -- by Joe Reifer

Nobody ever gives you what you want except by mistake, and the only things you ever got is what you did for yourself, and you hate them and you’re only doing it everyday for the money and you hate them and you’re only doing it everyday for the money.

I know guys who work all their life and have got a lot, and something happens to him, and he loses everything just like that, and I even haven’t got that and I even haven’t got that.

Hard work, low pay, and embarrassing conditions, you are worse than I remember, and you’re home and you’re home and you’re home and you’re home and you’re home.

MacGyver Cycle -- by Joe Reifer

What is a rat doing when it isn’t eating garbage or scaring you on the steps, they’re laying around like a pussy cat, you and I sleeping in the bedsheets, warm and cozy, sliding your legs under the covers and staying there.

You got to keep down cause they’re shooting low, press your body against the ground, it’s gravity, the telephone hasn’t rung once today.

If there is one thing you can not and will not do is make this world a better place, if there’s one thing you can’t do is make the world a better place if there’s one thing you’re not going to do is make the world a better place.

Cause you are only successful when you rip somebody off, and everybody I ever known who wants to help somebody, wants to help themself, and I’m firm believer in giving somebody enough rope to hang themself.

Honda -- by Joe Reifer

You’re standing here watching all these people, and everything seems a little confused and everything seems a little confused and everything seems a little confused, I haven’t got anything to say.

The noose is tightening the noose is tightening the noose is tightening, and let me make one more further observation, when you die you’re going to die with a hard-on.

If I didn’t have an accident I wouldn’t be here, if I didn’t have an accident I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t have an accident I wouldn’t be here.

Home -- by Joe Reifer

Then there is the reality of the family, your mother and father, them and my mistakes is why I’m sitting at a table with a bunch of stupid jerks on Thanksgiving eating a turkey stuffed with lasagna.

I’m spending my whole life being with people I don’t want to be with I’m spending my whole life being with people I don’t want to be with I’m spending my whole life with people I don’t want to be with, and there ain’t no such thing as family, just people you work with.

I love completely perverted people, you are my best sexual fantasy, I never got that far with scat before, and I want to remember it tireless, and I want to remember it tireless, and I want to remember it tireless, and I want to remember it, tireless.

Cougar I -- by Joe Reifer

We make money the old-fashioned way we earn it, the anchor man never leaves the building, and the only difference between me and a preacher is he’s telling you he has a way out, and I’m telling you don’t bother, for you there is no way out for you there is no way out for you there is no way out for you there is no way out for you there is no way out, and it isn’t as though you got anything to lose.

Besides they blocked permanently all the exits they blocked permanently all the exits, you and I get to stay here forever and it gets worse beyond your imagination.

I would like to give my best to all sentient beings, and before I die I would like to de-tox my mind and tame delusion, but we are not in a time appropriate to do this.

Cougar II -- by Joe Reifer

Tonight, I want you to give me some drugs and a little alcohol, if something is good people like it if something is good people like it if something is good people like it.

It looks the way it should and you make me feel good, so let’s open it up, stretching it wider stretching it wider stretching it wider stretching it wider stretching it wider, and it shouldn’t be any trouble.

Cola Seat Time-lapse


I walked 11 miles today.

I’ve been reading this Ed Ruscha book. I think it influenced the video.

Last week I made a to-do list with 45 items with due dates. 9 are done already.

This year I’m doing.

Is there something on your list that you’ve been meaning to do for months or years?

I have one. It’ll be done before the end of the week.

I’m thinking about getting a rowing machine, but I’m not sure if I like rowing.

Turn Off, Get Out: Cultivating Disparate Artistic Input Beyond the Internet

Managing daily input & output is important to continuing to grow as an artist. Many of our daily rituals are centered around the Internet and cell phones. I’ve been ruminating lately on how the online world is extremely useful for displaying artistic output, but the input that really inspires me often comes from somewhere else, outside of these little boxes. Please embrace the irony of a guy writing a mildly abstract manifesto on a computer, telling you to turn off your computer and go experience the world. Are you sitting in your cubicle reading this? Go outside on your lunch break. Take a camera. You have a camera with you, right? Your assignment is to go walk around the block. No talking. Only listening. Watching.

This adventure recap is a manifesto to myself to stay motivated to get out and directly experience the amazing place that I live.

Deeper Listening

Last week I went to the Sutro Baths to shoot at night. What a beautiful place to photograph — especially on a clear night under a big bright moon. Find places that inspire you. Turn off your machines and go there. Sit and listen to the waves. Your breathing. When the stimuli inside the electronic boxes goes away for awhile, something more interesting may happen.

Sutro Baths (#30) -- by Joe Reifer

Sutro Baths (#30) — by Joe Reifer

Not Knowing

During the last full moon I also photographed an abandoned rural farming area. I didn’t know exactly where I was going. Friends led me to the place. Surprise. What fun! Pressing buttons on Google Maps isn’t nearly as good as a brisk hike in the middle of the night. You need to know enough to get there and be safe, but sometimes you don’t need to know everything.

Untitled (farm) -- by Joe Reifer

Untitled (farm) — by Joe Reifer

Open to Disparate Input

Saturday I attended the Berkeley Peace Lantern Ceremony to commemorate the 64th anniversary of the Hiroshima and Nagasaki bombings. Seeing children and families gather together to create and launch colorful hand made lanterns for this beautiful memorial was an intense experience. What events are happening in your community that might inspire you?

Peace Lanterns (2009 #02) -- by Joe Reifer

Peace Lanterns (2009 #02) — by Joe Reifer

On Sunday I went to a pancake breakfast on the SS Red Oak Victory, a Liberty Ship that saw service in World War II, Korea, and Vietnam. The juxtaposition of touring a military vessel after the previous night’s vigil was thought provoking. The dedicated volunteers of the Red Oak Victory have done an amazing amount of restoration work since I last visited 2 years ago. The Red Oak Victory is hosting movie nights, tours, and another pancake breakfast on September 13th. A recommended outing.

Red Oak Victory (diptych) -- by Joe Reifer

Red Oak Victory (diptych) — by Joe Reifer

Close Your Eyes

I picked up a few back issues of Artforum at the library, one of which happend to be on Pop Art (October 2004 issue). Thinking about Warhol is strange — we just take him for granted. When I got home from work today I listened to Lou Reed and John Cale’s Songs for Drella. When was the last time you sat down, closed your eyes, and listened to a great album all the way through? Perhaps more listening would be easier on the eyes and the brain than firing up the computer after work.

Double Dog Dare: A Day Without Your Phone and Computer

So what are you doing this Summer? Sending people lollipops on Facebook? On Friday I’m going to see the Richard Avedon and Robert Frank exhibits at SF MOMA (Note: The Robert Frank exhibit closes on August 23rd). I’m leaving the iPhone at home. Friday will be completely Internet and cell phone free. Consider this a challenge — go one day this week without looking at a computer or cell phone (except for an emergency, of course). Do you think you can stand it? I’ll admit that I don’t think it’s going to be easy. But I’m double dog daring you. Let me know how it goes — but don’t call me on Friday, my phone will be at home, and I’ll be out.

Night Photography Lexicon IV: Excursion On A Wobbly Rail

Recently a night photographer friend emailed me a draft of his new artist statement for feedback. Unlike most run-of-the-mill artist statements, this fellow cut deeply and directly into some delicate issues about night photography. He mentioned the 2007 Night Photography Lexicon series as being helpful in his writing [Part I, Part II, Part III]. The crux of our conversation about his statement was how many night photographers share certain traits. I hope we can pull the curtain back just a little bit, and start to explore some discussion topics. My goal here isn’t to make this excursion into Night Photography with the DSM IV, but I have noticed a few interesting patterns in the world of abandoned places night photography.

Danger, Risk, and Location Access Methodologies

How much danger do you face in your daily life? Crossing the street? Eating FD&C Yellow #5? Gaining access to abandoned places can sometimes require an above average tolerance for danger. Why do people climb Mt. Everest? Why do we sneak into abandoned buildings in the middle of the night to take pictures? This is the “why” question of an artist statement. The hard part.

But let’s ask some different, related questions right now — do you get off on danger, and what is your risk tolerance? Are danger and risk major elements of how you tell the story of your photography? I’ve certainly indulged in my share of storytelling with other photographers over a few pints, but I’ve grown more careful about mixing personal stories when showing prints. A small amount of information about the location is enough, let the work do the rest.

While not directly related to night work or abandonments, Taryn Simon’s An American Index of the Hidden and Unfamiliar is a stunning example of photographs made even more powerful through well balanced information in the captions. From a location access standpoint alone, this book is an amazing achievement. While some of the locations certainly involved a degree of danger (e.g., nuclear waste, hibernating bears), her approach to access has given me ample food for thought. If you’re pondering the “why” of your photography, seek this book out. Taryn Simon gained access to unique locations, and brought back images that speak on many different levels.

A General Outline of Risk Tolerance Variations by Decade

Let’s talk a bit more about risk [insert Parker Brothers joke here]. Risk tolerance when you’re in your teens and 20′s can be extreme. When I was in my late teens, a friend had an encouraging one-liner for dangerous situations — he’d say: “Dude….we CAN’T die!” Sometimes I believed him. This type of youthful confidence can certainly cross the line into arrogance that leads to trouble. And adventure. Your 20′s can be a time when boundaries are pushed and defined.

By the time you’re into your 30′s, there’s work. And more work. Depending on the path you’ve chosen, work may still leave you energy for occasional adventures. Or you may have that glimmer in your eye that craves more frequent adventure. What may be seen as youthful bravado in some explorers, does not dissipate for others in their 30′s and 40′s. What kills this fire? What fans the flames?

As I approach 40, I’m trying to be healthier. Eat right, drink less, exercise more — those older and wiser than I have told me these are normal considerations. But perhaps curbing any traces of the self-destructive behavior of youth is bad for my night photography? As I’ve gained more experience negotiating legitimate access to interesting locations, the thrill of trespass has started to fade just a bit. But the thrill of photographing has not. Pass the tofu.

Misanthropic Threads

Many night photographers I know have a rather dark sense of humor and world view. Goes with the territory. If Brazil or Children of Men are on your list of favorite films, you know what I mean. Let’s go to Wikipedia now for an illuminating quote:

Misanthropy can often be characterized as disillusionment with what is perceived to be man or human nature. The misanthrope, having grown to expect man to assume a romantic and simplistic ideal, is consistently confronted with conflicting evidence. On the other hand, the object of a misanthrope’s dislike may be a pervasive culture which is perceived as denying human nature. In both cases, the misanthrope may view himself as somehow distinct from a majority of the human species.

Are we getting at the difference between a beautiful sunset over a golden meadow, and a crusty decaying building in the middle of the desert in the dead of night? Happy people take happy pictures. Night photography of abandoned places is for the mad ones.

Sad and Beautiful

So let’s run down the list so far — love of ruins, a healthy appetite for adventure, above average risk tolerance, smooth negotiation skills, and a misanthropic world view. This whole night photography thing sounds like quite a party! Did I leave anything off the list? I went back to Camilo Jose Vergara’s essential book American Ruins for some answers — the mystery seems to boil down to how a photograph can be so sad and beautiful at the same time. Cue up the Karen Dalton video at the top of the post. When was the last time an experience made you feel the feeling of being alive so strongly that you didn’t know whether to laugh or cry or both? The Thunder Moon is waxing. Be safe, and have fun out there singin’ the blues.

Update: It finally struck me that the “sad and beautiful” phrase had been bouncing around in my head from somewhere. Roberto Benigni’s character says “It’s a sad and beautiful world” in Jim Jarmusch’s classic film, Down By Law, and then Tom Waits starts singing the phrase: