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How I spent my summer vacation. Camerahand5

On the first day of July with temperatures in the mean-90s, we decided nothing would do but a pint of Ben & Jerry’s with Loony’s hot fudge sauce. Back in the car Paula turned the ignition key and the car cranked away but wouldn’t turn over. So I called Cliff Houle for a rescue and he said he’d be right down with the tow truck. Then I called Everard Dodge at the Odd Ball Lobster at the Up Island Marina and he said he could leave his lobsters long enough to give us a ride to the cottage.

About a dozen people coming in and out of the Island Market offered help and the guys at Leach’s Express offered to push us out into the street when the tow truck arrived, although that turned out not to be necessary because of course the car started as soon as Cliff arrived.  We sent her off with Cliff anyway to figure out what was wrong, and just then Diana Roberts, our landlady for the week, popped into the parking lot and yelled out, “Need a loaner? There’s a PYY truck waiting at the ferry.” And so our last problem was solved. Catastrophe averted.

Went home to get ready for the Art of the Isles celebration at the Islesboro Community Center and enjoyed a bowl of ice cream to cool us down. By the next day Cliff figured out the starter sensor was worn out, and by the end of the week we had parts from the Mainland and were all fixed up in time to leave the island on Saturday on the 8:30 ferry.

Seeing as how we had borrowed wheels all week, I was able to get around and snap my usual snaps. The first few days were foggy as anything, allowing me to go after some patches of ferns. The lupine were gone by, but every garden on the island was full in bloom. Even in the fog, PYY, Up Island Marine, and Cliff’s Auto Yard offered me plenty of possibilities.

One afternoon I spent some time at the Boardman Cottage, where I shot the Photo Quilt so I could identify the old-timers in the photos for Historical; and I had a nice visit with Stanwood Pendleton. Then I visited Larry Hobart, famous author of just-released Basalt City, an historical fiction about the KKK in Oregon in the ‘20s when they fought against the Catholics. Larry was the first person I met on the island in 1982 when we picked up our cottage key from Donnie Pendleton. And I’m sure his book will be a huge success. I’m already enjoying the first chapter.On a couple of evenings we drifted through Big Tree Beach and along the West Side to the ferry slip to see if we could catch a sunset, even with the foggy conditions. And I did photograph the sky with a wide-angle lens, including a bit of a silhouette of the lighthouse in the bottom 10% of the image as a counterpoint to the cloudscape. I got another shot of the sky—a  2-shot wide-angle panorama with silhouetted people at the bottom of the frame, which I’ll stitch together in PhotoShop when I get home.

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The Fourth of July Parade on Thursday should have been my crescendo of effort, but it was so dang hot, I had to throw in the towel after 15 minutes. But not until I got a fantastic shot of Eileen Boardman in her big floppy hat. Can’t wait to post that on my SevenKnotsGallery.com website as soon as I get back to Connecticut. Missed the fireworks and the strawberry shortcake because of the heat. And instead I listened to music and did drawings of the cottage porch and the two boatyards to quiet my restless mind. All you who enjoy tinkering with your cameras might try your hand at drawing too.

I sketch in pencil, ink over the drawings, and color them with magic marker. I did 17 drawings while I was on the island, and found it really satisfying. I may send a couple back to the Community Center for the Gift Shop. Like every week I’ve ever spent on Islesboro, I’d rate this one as perfect in every way. Even though my car broke down and the weather was nothing to write home about, I enjoyed just about every minute of my time here. Under the same circumstances back home in Hartford, I might have been a cranky complainer. But when you’re sitting in the middle of Penobscot Bay, you feel like the luckiest man on earth.

(Editor’s Note: Jack’s deep love for Islesboro can be found in most of his photos, drawings, and cartoons which can be seen on his Islesboro website, www.sevenknotsgallery.com and on the walls and in the art bins at Art of the Isles gift shop and gallery at the community center.)

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Out-takes by Photographer Jack McConnell

Share & show your photography 

Every time I open my Facebook pages, I’m so happy to see Islesboro friends sharing their photography. Linda Mahan snaps the inevitable duck, chicken, or flower from her backyard garden. Diana Roberts posts her daily drama through the Inland Waterway on her way to the Caribbean, and the tribulations of her house renovation on the island. Sharon Hall shares sunrises and sunsets. Rhonda Shand documents the joys of Ava. And Laura Toran breaks my heart with her gorgeous island details.

Now that digital cameras have made life easier for the photographer, the possibilities of taking a pretty decent photograph and making a wonderful print are highly likely.  With easy access to the internet, even a remote Maine islander can improve his photography by reading professional photographer blogs with tons of useful tips, and by thumbing through reviews and discussions of the photographer-greats. What a wonderful thing to have a life in photography. And I encourage everyone who enjoys photography as a leisure sport to take their hobby seriously.

  

Listen Up!

You know what? You don’t take enough photographs. The best way to learn and get better is by shooting more. “Get the picture” then bang off some crazy frames for yourself. Often there will be a better picture than the obvious one. It doesn’t matter whether your friends like it or not. Do it for yourself. To learn. To see in a new way. You should do this EVERY time you take your camera out. Don’t miss an opportunity to stretch your imagination. Yes, you’ll throw a lot of shots away. But you’ll learn something every time. Use your filters, play with light, use another lens, blur the image, angle the camera, get too close…you know the routine. Do it! Shoot without looking through your viewfinder. Double or triple-expose. It’s all just a game, an experiment. Study what you’ve done. Learn from it. Have fun.

Start creating collections

In the back of your mind should be a favorite personal project you can go to on a slow day. Something you can shoot for yourself to get away from your usual demands. It should be easy to get to, so you can pick it up at any time. Don’t work aimlessly. Have a goal to achieve, a project that’s cohesive, yet simple. For ten years I photographed the streets of Hartford—architectural details, but also people I met as I walked along. Now I only bring my 600mm lens when I go out, giving me amazing close-up details of the city. If I stretch out my arm, my lens captures the image area under my thumb! That’s all!

Right now, I’m shooting New England stone walls and CT farmers. I go out whenever I have a couple of hours to spare, head off in a new direction, or return to a scene in different weather or at a different time of day or season of the year. It gives me an excuse to go places I haven’t been before.

In the summer, when I vacation on Islesboro, I keep returning to Cliff’s auto junkyard to capture new images of the “rusted and busted”, cars, trucks, buses, and industrial parts splayed out among the weeds. It’s a discipline to find something new in the familiar, and a joy, because you always do!

For about five years on Labor Day weekend, I would sleep overnight on the fairgrounds at Lancaster, New Hampshire and get up at dawn to shoot the rumpled men who run the amusement park rides and the cranky concessionaires who haven’t yet had their cup of coffee. In the studio, I shoot “everyday objects”, that favorite cooking utensil you associate with your grandmother, or a tool that hung in your dad’s workshop. Almost all these special projects become a body of work that I share and show in local galleries or public spaces. I’ve always got a couple of collections in the works, so I don’t even have to think about what to shoot when I have a few extra hours to spare. Check out my website to see the kinds of work that make a collection: www.stonewalljack.com

So, how about exhibiting some of your work?

Finding wall space isn’t that easy. You’ll rarely sell anything hanging in a restaurant, bank, or library. But you’ll get a little recognition, and it can be a place to start. When I first came to Islesboro back in ‘82, I hung in the Islesboro Inn and among the clattering diners at Shake’s Blue Heron. Then almost every summer in Charlotte’s Arts & Crafts show at Historical, and finally a show of my own. Paula ran the Seven Knots Gallery for three summers where I could really spread out and share my work. And now we all have the Art of the Isles at the Community Center to enjoy looking at art year-round.

Last week I hung 31 photographs in a gallery show titled Sit Down. The photos were taken over a 35-year period in Lisbon, Paris, Boca Grande, FL, outside a West Hartford  coffee shop, in the horsepulling ring at a Lancaster, NH country fair, on the beach at an island wedding in Maine. You get the picture. A little of this, from a lot of theres.

It’s very rewarding to curate a show from your own work and present a proposal to a gallery. So try to shoot in Collections where you can, and periodically review your entire body of work to see what works together to make a show.

Start to keep a mailing list of everyone you can think of who might one day buy your work, especially friends moving into new homes or offices who have a few bare walls to fill. Try to find out who recommends art to hospitals, law firms and medical centers. Sometimes it’s the interior designer, or the space planner or relocation specialist at a corporation, or the interiors department in a big architectural firm. Keep those names in a preferred mailing list and tease them with information regularly. Develop a website just for your art photography, and post new work and email potential buyers with a link or send them a piece of direct mail. And create some bodies of work, or collections, so that when the call comes you’re ready to do a show. Put an art bio together, and an artist statement explaining what each collection is all about. Enter photo competitions and group shows whenever possible and keep track of your credentials. Check out the Art Calendar section of your local newspaper and the various statewide art magazines and get yourself off the couch and out for a night of art. Check out the summer art festivals and decide if you have the energy to show your work in these outdoor venues. Being a seasoned professional, your work should stand out from the crowd, and you’ll learn a lot about the process of making a retail sale.

Join the ASMP Fine Art Specialty Group and read emails about some of the national photo shows and how to approach national galleries. Check out the possibilities of selling your work on the internet, and peruse gallery websites that specialize in photography and see what you can learn. If you’ve got a significant project underway, start looking at getting a grant or applying for an artist-in-residence sabbatical. Find yourself some like-minded friends and form a little support group to share the work and keep the energy flowing. Take yourself seriously and feed this side of your photography life. Your assignment work will likely pay the bills and give you fame and glory. But showing and sharing your personal vision is a gift that never stops giving. And if nothing else, support the work of other photographers—buy their books, purchase their prints, or swap for one of your own. And encourage their effort by sending a note or an email with your personal feedback. Not just the Attaboy! But specific comments, one photographer to another, about some aspect of their work. Trust me, there’s no one they’d rather hear from than you.

Note: Several samples from Jack’s new Islesboro Collection posters can be viewed and purchased at Jack’s website www.sevenknotsgallery.com and are for sale in the Art of the Isles Gallery at the Islesboro Community Center. Large hand-painted prints and B&W prints can be ordered on the Purchase page of the website, www.sevenknotsgallery.com.

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OUT-TAKES by Jack McConnell; At Waters Edge

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In New England photographs are found underfoot and close at hand. Unlike shooting in the West where you tilt your lens upward toward magnificent expansive panoramas, when I take out my cameras in New England, it’s to take aim at details of the landscape.

I especially love the tidal zones where water laps the shore and the tide scours the beaches and rocks. There lurks interesting evidence of man’s presence among the ocean debris—coils of rope, broken skiffs, and lobster buoys. Because New England is monochromatic for much of the year, I often shoot in B&W, and sometimes paint my prints with vigorous hues of craypas and transparent oils.

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I agree with Ansel Adams that the negative is the score, and the print is the performance. Perhaps, because my involvement with the final print has always been such a hands-on affair, I like to play with various ways to extend my relationship to the surface of the print, using toning techniques and split development times. I sometimes  paint liquid emulsion onto watercolor papers; and I make polaroid image transfers, which I hand-color with pastels and oil Recently I’ve returned my attention to shooting with B&W infrared film and creating B&W prints which I paint with craypas and transparent oils. This old technique was made famous at the turn of the century by photographer Wallace Nutting, who organized cottage workshops of painters who applied color over his B&W prints. Nutting prints became wildly collectible, moving from flea market stalls and garage sales, to gallery boutiques and antique shops.

Historically, hand-painted photographs tended to be pastel tints and watery washes of color over dreamy landscapes delicately interpreted—ladies swathed in airy gauze or mordant flowers tumbling silently from a porcelain vase.  A hint of gesture, a wisp of color.

But, my preference is to use paint boldly from the tube, rather than diluting it with a thinning medium. So what you see in my prints is a deeper intensity of color. Instead of a lovely, delicate scene, I prefer to turn my eye on more gritty subject matter, wandering the backlots of marinas, and searching through shoreline detritus.

I print these scenes on fine art photographic papers that have old-fashioned “tooth” that facilitates the hand-painting process, such as Kodak Elite, Oriental Seagull, Luminos Pastel Silver, and Classic Tapestry. Each B&W print is painted with a quirky color intuition and gritty textural manipulation using craypas or Marshall’s transparent oils, applied with cotton swabs, sable brushes, and determined hand-rubbing techniques, and using painterly finishes like stippling, smudging, and layering of colors. This encourages me to straddle the line between paint and emulsion, playing with a print’s tactile surface and asking the question, “Is it a painting or a photograph?”

Taking things one step further, I create limited edition Digital Prints by rephotographing the hand-painted photograph with my digital camera so I can print onto fine art watercolor-type of papers such as Somerset Satin or Hahnemeule Classic.

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Two early editions are Rocks at Fort Pownal, and the Red Skiff at Grindle Point, which are part of the At Water’s Edge series. A subsequent collection titled Junkyard Dogs captures stored treasures located in marinas, Cliff Houle’s Up-Island junkyard, and in barns and storage sheds across the island. And a third collection takes you behind the scenes at Mystic Seaport Workshops.

Editor’s Note: Many of these hand-painted photographs can be seen on Jack’s website www.sevenknotsgallery.com in two collections called At Water’s Edge and Junkyard Dogs. Small prints, posters and notecards are for sale in the Art of the Isles Gallery at the Islesboro Community Center, and large hand-painted prints can be ordered on the Purchase page of the website, www.sevenknotsgallery.com.

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OUT-TAKES by Photographer Jack McConnell

Capturing the Elusive Native

When we first came to Islesboro in the summer of 1982, we stayed at the Aldrich House on Ferry Road. Each morning I’d awake to the sound of paint brush slapping against clapboards. I’d bring my cup of coffee outside and talk with Michael Durkee, who was busy painting the house. After sharing our life histories, I asked him if it would be okay if I took his photograph.

Looking me straight in the eye, Mike said, “Trying to capture the elusive native are ya!”

Well, I just about keeled over laughing, because that’s exactly what I was trying to do. I was seeing Mike as an iconic figure in the Maine landscape, almost a symbol of summer.  Years later, I drew a cartoon of a Maine lobsterman snoozing against a shed and surrounded by a dozen eager photographers hanging from helicopters or hiding behind tripods, all trying to “capture the elusive native.” (I ran this cartoon in last month’s Out-takes column by the way, or you can see it on my website: www.sevenknotsgallery.com )

For the rest of my first summer, I grabbed folks in the few public spaces I could access—the two boat yards, coming in and out of the Post Office or grocery stores, Billy’s porch where children tipped their ice cream cones and the family pooch waited for a taste, Don Robert’s book barn where customers would come in to buy books by the inch for their visiting grandchildren, seven inches for the six-year old and fifteen inches for the teenager, and Sister Parrish’s Dog show.

I’d take my canoe out from the town dock and introduce myself to the lobster fleet. And of course the picnic tables at the Ferry Hot Dog stand. That’s where I met Mid Hale and Mrs. Owsley, when her plate of food flipped in the wind and landed smack on the front of my shirt. With ketchup and mustard dripping everywhere, she passed over a pile of napkins to clean me up, and we became fast friends.

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After the first summer, I had an exhibit at the Islesboro Inn, and later the Historical Society and the Blue Heron Restaurant. By then people knew I was respectful of the people I photographed, and they were pretty much used to seeing me around the shoreline, hunched over my tripod, so I became welcome everywhere.

Moving about the island from one rental property to another each summer introduced me to an entirely new collection of islanders—Peggy’s Dow’s Red Cott, Uncle Harry Mills cottage in Ryder’s Cove, Mike and Betty’s red house on Meadow Pond, Roberta’s cabin on East Shore Drive.

And when I bought my boats, first the Boston Whaler, then a Seaway, and finally the Paula B tugboat, I got lots of help from Les Smith and his brother Al Smith and most of the lobstermen. They dived down to check my mooring, taught me how to approach and leave the dock in a strong wind, and how to tie-up from mid-ship rather than jumping off from the bow or stern.

For twenty-five years I gradually expanded my collection of islanders. By the time my wife Paula owned the Seven Knots Gallery in the old schoolhouse opposite the library, we had many shows of island faces. We even created an island quilt with 30-40 photographs of islanders which was later donated by Langhorne Smith to the Boardman Cottage.

As I think about the hundreds of faces in this collection of work, I realize that what made these photographs possible was my willingness to work slowly, to hang around and get to know my subjects, to wait for the right moment for magic to happen.

When friends ask me for advice, I suggest they always keep their camera handy—you never know when something will happen, the light will be just right, or an interesting person will pass by. If you’re doing candid portraits, you might use a long lens to photograph them unobtrusively. Then show them the photo in your camera and tell them you’re working on a special project, and is it OK to use their picture. Strangers are much more likely to say yes if you tell them why you want to include them. Be friendly, get into a conversation, interact.

If you’re shooting friends, try to include something from their environment so the photo becomes more story-telling. If you’ve already got samples from your project, bring a small 5×7 portfolio to show them work you’ve already done.

Going to an event is a great place to photograph—the Dog Show, the Ice Cream Race, Fourth of July parade or a country fair. For years I’d go to the Lancaster Fair in NH at the end of each summer. I’d sleep overnight in my van so in the morning I could see the concessionaires eat their breakfast and the farmers groom their animals. You can see five different portrait collections at my website: www.jackmcconnellphotography.com.

Editor’s Note: Jack sent a collection of small portraits of islanders to the gift shop at Art of the Isles Gallery at the Islesboro Community Center or they can be ordered at larger sizes from the website: www.sevenknotsgallery.com.

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OUT-TAKES: Jack McConnell finds magic in the details

As a kid I loved to draw. I’d spend hours lying on my stomach in front of the wood stove in the kitchen with my pencils, crayons and coloring books. All that ended in junior high when my Dad gave me his old Argus C3 camera.

Fifty years later, after an amazing career traveling the world with my cameras for Fortune 500 companies, I picked up my drawing pencils again. On my summer visits to Islesboro, there were days when the weather was too hazy or foggy to photograph, so I’d wander the boatyards and shoreline finding things to draw. I realized that a photograph can’t always do the job, and I needed other ways to express myself.

My style is to draw roughly in pencil, make a few notes about color, and return home to finish the sketch with ink and professional color markers. Simplicity and spareness rules. I find the magic in the details, close-at-hand and underfoot.

The cartooning came about when I found that I couldn’t convey humor or tell a story that took place in past tense. A lobster man friend of mine was seriously ill with cancer, and I sent him cards and letters to make him laugh and keep up his spirits.

I also became the phantom sign-maker and merry prankster, drawing cartoons about the ferry, tourists, lobster men and anything else that caught my fancy. I’d enlarge the images to 20×30” and sneak down to the ferry after midnight and post them near the ferry line, where islanders would find them in the morning. One of my favorite posters told tourists to park their cars overnight on the boat ramp during low tide, hoping they’d show up in the morning at high tide to find their cars submerged in water. Of course no one was naïve enough to actually park their cars, but it gave those waiting in line for the ferry a couple of laughs.

I am easily amused at the goings-on of life, and really enjoy commenting on them. Most of my cartoons have a couple of tiny figures (maybe two clams, or a fish and a lobster) at the bottom commenting on the cartoon, much like the Pogo cartoons of my youth. They are a counterpoint to what I draw—an observer to the story in the cartoon.

I’ll keep adding the old cartoons to the Cartoon gallery on my new website www.sevenknotsgallery.com as I find them in my archives.

My intention is not to hurt…or please…anyone with the cartoons. I draw what I feel and just throw it out there for others to enjoy.

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Jack’s Valentine’s Day cards can be ordered on-line at http://www.sevenknotsgallery.com.Click on Gallery and click on the last gallery Holiday Cards to see 12 designs. Click on About and click on Purchase to see prices and ordering information.

 

 

 

 

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