STOP THE TRAFFIK

Saturday, June 03, 2006

Creative Men

I have noticed that a lot of blogging men are creative with cameras. Maybe they paint or sketch too, I don't know but that never becomes apparant. What is apparant is that men like photography and that blogging is a good way to display what they've done. But why are men attracted to photography? What is it that means they may not be in art in a pen to paper/paint to canvas/moulding clay kind of way? I think it's to do with the instantaeousness of it, especially with digital cameras. Boof! There's an image- not quite right- Boof!- There's another- Perfect! What do you think?

5 Comments:

At June 03, 2006 6:24 pm, Blogger Laura said...

I don't think many people are creative with their cameras, but digital photography is giving everyone licence to take arty pictures.

Men must like the technology of it!

 
At June 04, 2006 3:10 am, Blogger Ben F. Foster Esq. (c) said...

tbh, I only like the feeling of saying `boof` when I take an exposure.

Seriously, for me, a photograph is about capturing a moment, whether it be a snapshot or a just the mood or a landscape, which is different (IMO) than mimicing something.

I once did a pencil drawing of La's eye (she has beautiful eyes you see) which was okay, but as much as a pencil or watercolour could never capture her eye, how could you emulate God's creation or the tone of the laugh in a gropu of friends that easily?

Take this for exomple

Maybe it is the ease of it afterall, but I don't think that's a bad thing.

love me x

p.s, frikkin word filters are NOT dyskexic friendly! Bloomin blogspot

 
At June 04, 2006 10:10 pm, Blogger Unknown said...

I agree with Ben.

Though I do draw (I always carry a sketch pad) however I am so awful at it - I mean awful that it is for me only - and the kids.

 
At June 06, 2006 10:18 pm, Blogger Timothy V Reeves said...

High H*l*n, thought I’d give this one a good once over.

Well, for me the Cro-Magnon cave paintings come to mind; I wonder if those who painted them came close to thinking they were “capturing” a “magic” moment (see Ben above). Part of the male cognitive complex is the collector’s instinct. It’s a way of getting a handle on reality with underlying motives driving a desire to systematise it, organise it, know it and perhaps even a way of “possessing it”. The technology of collection is, of course, a fascination, and the hunter’s language and technological interests readily port to the collector, whether one is shooting with bows, guns, cameras or having a shot at hunting down a solution with a computer, or targeting the latest stamps for one’s collection. One interesting paradox is that the more automated the technology of collection becomes the less collectible the items collected are, perhaps because value increases inversely with supply. It’s strange, but one finds oneself balanced between collecting as much as possible and yet prizing that which cannot be collected, or least not without great difficulty. Reality often plays hard to get and may need the pressure of some “persuasion”, and yet one is sometimes unprepared for the ease with which “mother nature” gives up her treasures. The old digital camera, in male hands, is likely to see overuse, and like fat cats we may be inclined to over satiate ourselves when nature ceases to resist. But for me the whole business really boils down to wrestling with the Divine: “It is the Glory of God to conceal a matter; to search a matter out is the glory of kings”. Let me candidly say that I find the contemporary over feminised evangelical milieu utterly alien. Perhaps it’s me that’s alien. Nothing wrong with the feminine mind you, just a lack of balance is my complaint – perhaps in the times past Christianity has been over masculinised.

Collecting, I suppose, is a case of transference – transference of substance (trophies) or information (cameras) from “out there” into one’s possession. The concept of transference makes it clear we cannot claim to “create” these “possessions” but merely use one Divinely provided medium to represent another. The wonderful subtle shadings of a good pencil drawing are themselves a Divine providence, so don’t anyone say they are not of God’s creation. In the end I am of the opinion that (wo)man never makes anything in an absolute sense, (s)he merely discovers – human creativity is a department of the hunter’s art – at least for me.

Anyway I’d better go and look for some tea – it’s out on the tundra – Mastodon stake tonight.

6/6/06
PS. Thought I’d date this one – interesting date!

 
At June 07, 2006 8:16 am, Blogger Helsalata said...

Thanks for that TVR. Interesting thoughts about collecting...

 

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