Float Photo Magazine - White Noise

Jerry Ulseman - Untitled 1976

Jerry Uelsmann

Dana Stirling : Editor dana.stirling1@gmail.com Yoav Friedlander : Editor Contributing Photographers Alexander Harding Clara Turchi Jesse Chun Yang Youngliang Shani Halevy Allen Morris Anthony Gerace Jerry N. Uelsmann Fossile Jenny Rafalson

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Visible Light / Alexander Harding I n my w o rk, I am co ncerned w i th lig h t , m o re sp ec i fi cal l y l i g ht fro m t he s un. Th e s u n , be in g the cent er o f o ur uni v ers e i s t h e s o u rc e f o r a ll th at l i ves o n o ur pl anet . It kee ps u s in a sp ec i fi c o rbi t , and i t s w av es pro v ide u s w it h ener g y al l o w i ng us t o t hri ve. W h e t h e r it is a ckno w l edg ed o r no t , w e al l ha v e a s t ro n g r ela ti o ns hi p w i t h t he s un. It s l i g h t e n able s o u r visual percept i o n and at t i mes , s h ape s o u r emo t i o ns . A l t ho ug h t he s un affect s h o w w e f e e l, its li g ht remai ns mys t eri o us and eph e m e ral. We ca n feel i t o n o ur s ki n and i n o ur e y e s , bu t it seem s i nt ang i bl e t o us . We can n o t h o ld o r p r es er ve i t .

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Visible Light Alexander Harding

Retrospective Jerry Uelsmann

Persistency of Death Clara Turchi

On Paper Jesse Chun

The Moonlight Yang Yongliang

The Search Allen Moris

White on White Shanu Halevy

There Must Be More To Life Than This Anthony Gerace

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Journey into Night, 2006 (hands with nest)

The Long Now, 2005

Bless our home and eagle, 1962

About Jerry Uelsmann | by Yoav Friedländer

i mp ossi b le in the sense o f the pro cess

I n a n ag e w e r e the new consta ntl y

a f fects the way we perceive his wo rk.

s e e k s t o r e p l a c e the ol d w e tend

I t i s the talent and sensitivity o f an

to

the

a r ti st that has being capturing o ur

f o u n d a t i o n s o f t he p r esent, a nd f or

i ma gi na ti ons fo r decades. Fo r that fact

t h e f u t u r e . I n s o mew a y w e’v e sta r ted

he a nd his wo rk stand stro ng ag ainst

c o n s i d e r i n g t h e n ew a s the successor

the ti d es o f time.

forget

that

the

p a st

i n w hi ch they are being made ( by ha nd ). I t is no t o ur present time that

lays

o f t h e o l d , a b e t ter v er si on tha t tur ns t h e f o r m e r t o an ob sol ete.

The

new

t h at

once

p r omi sed

an

“In art, craft is timeless and tools are always relevant”

al t e r n at i v e t o t h e ol d , w hen i t r ep l a ces

I t i s i nter esting to think that no w, mo re

t h e f o r m e r, i t n a r r ow s the choi ce a nd

tha n ev er, Jerr y U elsmann’s wo rk is

y e t ag a i n l i m i t s w ha t’s p ossi b l e.

p er ha p s the mo st relevant to its time tha n i t has ever been. Fo r a yo ung er

I n a r t , c r af t i s t i mel ess a nd tool s a r e

gener a ti on

al w ay s r e l e v an t . No tool i s b etter tha n

ma ni p ul a tio n and no w searches fo r an

an o t h e r ; r a t h e r a ny tool i s a med i um, a

i nti ma te co nnectio n with pho to g raphy

p o r t al f o r e x p r e s s i on.

Jer r y ’s

that

pro cess

g rew

into

stands

as

dig ital

a

g reat

i nsp i r a ti on. His persistence kept the J e r r y Ue l s m an n i s a ma ster of hi s

w i nd ow open fo r a craft that had been

c r a f t . Fe w a r e t he p eop l e tha t ha v e

v a stl y a b ando ned, o nce in a rush fo r

p r e s i s t an t l y m a i n ta i ned the r el ev a ncy

col or s, a nd ag ain in a rush to make

o f a n al o g p h o t o g r a p hy l i ke Uel sma nn

a ny thi ng po ssible thro ug h dig itizatio n.

d i d a n d s t i l l d o e s . Ti me a nd ti me a ga i n f r o m t h e l a t e 5 0 ’s a nd i nto the new

I f w e’v e l earned o ne impo rtant lesso n

m i l l e n n i u m t h e b o d y of w or k of thi s

is

m a s t e r p r o v e s a p oi nt – a l l tool s a r e

e ve r yth ing.

r e l e v a n t w h e n t h e y ser v e a s the ex tent of their masters. is

not

our

l ongi ng

in

results

m akes

an d

feel

so

We

do esn’ t

canno t

include

match

the

the b y p r oduct o f a craft by mimicking

photography t h at

anythi ng

q ua l i ty a nd the feel that which are i ts

It

tha t

an

a ge hi s

f anta sti c,

a p p earance.

A nd

we

need

to

to o l,

and

its

for

sl ow er

r ememb er

of

i nsta nt

l i mi ta ti ons, are the partners o f the

w or ks

l ook

sur r ea l ,

a nd

a r ti st.

that

the

The Committee, 2002

Home is a Memor y, 1963

Un titled, 1989

Untitled, 1982

Untitled, 1990

The Spirit of Julia, 2001

ESSENTIALLY A LICENSE TO

EXPLORE. J e r r y Ue l sman n | Quote fr om offic ial web si te

“

“

THE CAMERA IS

Untitled, 1976

Persistency of Death / Clara Turchi I ha ve nev er w ant ed t o s ee a dead bo dy. W h e n m y mum’s mo t her di ed I di dn’t w ant t o s ee h e r. I t h appe n e d though that I had t o g i v e her a g l ance.

Then, a few y ears l at er, my dad’s m o t h e r die d an d I sa w her arrang ed bo dy i n t he l i t t l e c h ape l o u t s ide t h e hosp ita l. There w ere fl o w ers , I t hi nk, a lo t o f f lo w e rs , I think. I remember t here w ere a l o t o f f lo w e rs o n h e r bu t this is jus t no t po s s i bl e.

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Persistency of Death | by Clara Turchi Her eyes were closed, I know that, but we w e r e l o o k i n g a t e a c h o t h e r. I t w a s n o t c r e e p y, it was just what had always happened. She was so serious.

I remember expecting her to stick out her tongue at me at any moment. I was so believing that, that my heart-rate was rushing.

Even though my mind rationalised the stupidity of the thought, it could not grasp i t f u l l y. I w a s s o s h a k e n b y t h i s u n r e s o l v a b l e fight that the overall effect was a complete s t i l l n e s s . I w a s l i k e h e r. H a r d a n d b r e a k a b l e .

And I remember a feeling of possession: I f e l t a s I w a s i n p o s s e s s o f h e r. B u t I h a v e never possessed her as little as in that moment.

“ A year ago I found a way to love the subjects of my pic tures even more than I do when I photograph them...

A year ago I found a way to love the subjects of my pictures even more than I do when I photograph them. I scrape them with a knife.

But my way of scraping is really slow and caring: I only remove the first layer of surface off the prints. It is still there, the

image, like a ghostly presence. It is still completely flawless. It still looks and feels flat at the touch. There are yet no answers to any questions.

The only way to understand a photographic print as a tridimensional object is to keep o n s c r a p i n g . L a y e r, b y l a y e r, e a c h t i m e o n e step down the illusion of understanding death. Until there is no image, no person, n o l a n d s c a p e , n o s u b j e c t , n o p h o t o g r a p h e r.

O n l y, a l w a y s , s t u b b o r n l y p e r s i s t e n t d e a t h .

I scrape them with a knife.�

I bottled the thin layer of surface removed from the prints.

A n d I t h r e w o n d e a t h t h e m o s t l i v e l y, a l w a y s a n d n e v e r t h e s a m e , o f t h e e l e m e n t s : w a t e r.

Like my tears, that always occur when the subject is alive, but never occur in the hallucinatory illusion of possessing death.

They are my desires, and are named as such. They melt in time into pure, dense colour; they layer as well, and change, from blue to pink and back.

They are alive and immortal.

I n s t al l at i o n p h o t o

Interview Must

pictures,

the virtual, it feels like we are

photographing them, printing, and

(especially printed and one of a

voluntarily and happily entering The

finally scraping them: because of the

kind pictures) as “sacred”.

Matrix, forgetting the materiality

materiality of the process, in those

of our life and becoming, in the

moments it felt like I was having

process,

a second chance to communicate

I

don’t

people

| Q ’ s D a n a S t i r l i ng / A’ s C l a r a T u r c h i

think

everything

can

see

so. be

I

think or

that

become

food

for

politics

and

“sacred” to a person independently

obscure rulers.

to these people (some of them are

from the origin or the uniqueness.

How did you feel when you scraped

dead and some are alive although

It is the famous issue of the aura:

the images?

distant from me). But, at the same

in my opinion it has little to do with

Scraping those images has been

time, it felt like a Frankenstein

r e p r o d u c i b i l i t y.

such

experience!

kind of chance: it is the feeling

What is interesting for me nowadays

It always is, but the pictures of

of possession that I mention in

is that it is not a question anymore

Persistency of Death are all from

the text which accompanies the

about which object is “sacred”,

my family album so the emotions

installation: a fetishistic, unilateral,

but rather if this “sacred” thing is

were flooding. The entire process

complete, and completely useless

a n o b j e c t a t a l l . W i t h t h e w o r l d ’s

has been actually very sentimental,

possession

attention shifting – literally - into

from choosing the pictures, to re-

o f l i f e a n d m o r t a l i t y. A b o d y, a

an

emotional

of

a

body deprived

I n s t a l l at i o n p h o t o

canvas, a surface that is there to

And my father is alive, so scraping

s u r f a c e m e l t s d o w n i n t o c o l o u r,

b e c o n s i g n e d t o i m m o r t a l i t y, o r a t

that picture symbolizes my fear of

and

least to the immortality of the time

his death and at the same time my

these liquids continue layering and

I will be alive.

cowardice: I destroy his picture, in

changing, as they were alive. This

Which picture was the hardest to

a way I am killing him, so that I am

is in contrast with the stillness

destroy?

the one in control of his death, and

of the photograph, so in a way

It was the one of my father on the

c o n s e q u e n t i a l l y h i s i m m o r t a l i t y.

they complete the circle of life

the

amazing

thing

is

that

motor bicycle. This is because of

Could you tell us about the bottle

and death. Within the installation

the verb you used in your question:

installation and what it means to

they also symbolize my tears: the

t o d e s t r o y. I n a w a y I h a v e a l w a y s

you?

entire room has been thought as a

believed that what I do with my

Those bottles of liquids are called

representation of the inside of my

technique of scraping is to rather

Desires: each of them is the desire

brain.

reveal

of the picture it comes from.

How do you see death in your

down I know that it is anyway a

The Desires are the result of the

project?

d e s t r u c t i v e p r o c e s s , o r, a g a i n , a

scraped-off surface bottled with a

Death is a very ambiguous concept

kind of Frankenstein intervention.

s m a l l a m o u n t o f w a t e r. I n t i m e t h e

for me. In abstract terms it is a

than

destroy;

but

deep

positive force, a propeller of new life; it is not a coincidence that French people call the orgasm “la petite mort”, the small death.

B u t w h e n i t c o m e s t o i t s p h y s i c a l i t y, t o death in its material manifestations, then it becomes a complete puzzle to me. All I am able to do in front of a dead body is to stare at this hard surface, seemingly fragile, deprived of will and life and for

It was rhe o ne of my father on the motor b icycle. Th is is b ecacuse ot the verb you used in your question: to destroy”

t h i s v e r y r e a s o n u n b r e a k a b l e , f o r, e v e n if you break a corpse, nothing new is revealed: it seems like a finite state.

This surface reminds me of the surface

probably

of the photographic print: even if you

B e n j a m i n ’s t h e o r y o f t h e l o s s o f t h e a u r a .

break it, you cannot discover anything

T h e v i e w e r ’s c o n s e n t , a c t i o n o r p o w e r, i s

more. In the pictures from Persistency of

inverted into mere participation (Levinas,

Death the prints keep on feeling flat at

1998). They also affirm the impossibility

the touch despite being heavily scraped.

o f t h e m e m o r y, f o r t o h a v e m e m o r y t h e r e

Why

to

should be life and to be life there should

portray the persistency of death? When

be a future. But there is no future, in both

p h o t o g r a p h y i s u s u a l l y r e l a t e d t o e t e r n i t y.

of them; there is only a congealed co-

The

with

presence of past and present, what is in

p h o t o g r a p h y, t h e m o r e I r e a l i z e t h a t i t i s

front of us and what has been once, for

the meta-language of death.

sure, with no possibility of modification

Other than just talking about death or

anymore.

dead people from an alive perspective,

And still, precisely for this reason, it

phot graphy can actually explain death

d i s c l o s e s t h e d o o r t o i m m o r t a l i t y, a s ,

and its characteristics, as only a dead

if the future of the immortal being was

subject, been born and being living dead,

still possible and so forth uncertain, we

can do.

would not be sure of the reasons of his

Photography and death don’t hide, but

i m m o r t a l i t y.

did

you

more

I

choose

become

photography

involved

they don’t say what they let us see e i t h e r. T h e y a f f i r m t h e u l t i m a t e d i s t a n c e between the viewer and the subject,

negating

once

and

for

all

“ In photography there is a reality so subtle that it becomes more real‌

‌than reality “

Alfred Stieglitz (Born 1864) an American photographer and modern art promoter

On Paper / Jesse Chun My ongoing project titled “On Paper” investigates the notion of identity in context of migration and information. In response to my own transcultural experience as a contemporary nomad, I examine bureaucratic documents of identification such as passports and immigration to question the ways in which our identities are constructed and validated between borders.

I n P art I o f t hi s pro j ect , I empl o y a me t h o d o f e ras u re to tr a nsfo rm s canned pas s po rt pag es in t o lan ds c ape s .

I cr op out t he t rav el er ’s pers o nal dat a an d f ram e t h e p ictor ia l co mpo nent o f t he pas s po rt ’s bac k g ro u n d ima ger y. I s el ect i v el y fo cus o n i mag e s o f n at u re , b eca use nat ure has no bo undari e s o r m an - m ade limita tion s . In do i ng s o , I rev eal t he un iv e rs al ide o lo g y o f f r eed om fo und i n mul t i pl e co unt ri es ’ l an ds c ape s .

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(Part II)

On Paper / Jesse Chun

...In Part II, I scan immigration forms and construct haikus with found texts that were initially written to interrogate one’s identity. By deleting and only selectively leaving three lines of text, I create a poetic wordplay that contemplates the traveler’s existence.

When bureaucratic documents of travel, relocation and identification are decontextualized from their original functionality and power, what do they become? When their words and images are fragmented and removed, can they still signify a qualification or metaphor for our identity? The ethereal landscapes and haiku poems reveal the complexity of migration: the ideologies, interrogation, displacement and dreams that become a part of who we are.

Fossiles are obtained by digging. They are preserved remains or traces from the past discovered and undiscovered.

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Jenny Rafalson - After my great grandmother passed away, my family started to clean hers room, and we found this photo. The woman at the photo is my grandmother’s great grandmother, her name was Perl Shelkover. The photo was taken probably the photo was taken in the end of 19th century or at the beginning of the 20th century.

The Moonlight / Yang Yongliang Urban development flourishes city lives but also imprisons then; Chinese long-lasting cultural tradition is so profound but it had remained stagnant. Ancient Chinese painted landscapes to praise the great nature, while Yang Yongliang’s works were made to criticize the current reality.

The Moonlight unveils night scenes, citing various moon phases.

Moon appreciation is a frequent subject in ancient literature to cherish the past of time. Illuminating landscapes under the moon, besides, dramatize the modern life.

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The Search / Allen Morris I gr ew up i n t he mo unt ai no us P ac if ic N o rt h w e s t r egion o f t he Uni t ed St at es and c o m in g t o t h e f la t a nd o pen pl ai ns has been a m ajo r s h if t in how I unders t and t he l ands cape t h at I in h abit .

Neb r as ka l acks t he co nt ai nment o f t h e m o u n t ain s a nd ins t ead o ffers up bo undl es s s t re t c h e s o f s k y tha t ex t end i nt o i nfi ni t y. Duri ng t he c re at io n o f t h is wor k I hav e beco me aw are at j us t h o w im po rt an t the mo unt ai ns I had beco me s o ac c u s t o m e d t o wer e i n no t o nl y my pho t o g raphs , bu t als o m y und ers t andi ng o f my pl ace i n l i fe. Wit h o u t t h o s e constrai nt s I can s ee fo r mi l es i n ev e r y dire c t io n , p a r tic ul arl y fro m t he area I pho t o g raph , an d o n tha t h o ri z o n I s ee no t hi ng . Wi t hi n m y w o rk I am d ocument i ng my s earch fo r an u n de rs t an din g of this l ands cape. The pho t o g raph s dis play t h e a r tif a c t s o f act i o ns and mo t i o ns I t ak e w h e n exp er i enci ng and expl o ri ng t he l and. www.al l en m o rri s ph o to .co m

White on White / Shani Halevy The E s ki mo s have s ev ent een di fferen t w o rds t o s ay somethi ng s o s i mpl e fo r us - Whi t e.

Ever y cul t ure has i t ’s o w n cus t o m s ac c o rdin g t o ones bel i v es and t radi t i o ns .

I chos e t o t ake t ho s e t radi t i o ns and in t e rpe rt t h e m into my o w n day dreams .

I f ind t he co mbi nat i o n bet w een wh it e bride an d white mummy v er y s i mi l ar i t ’s t he e n d an d t h e b eginn i ng o f l i fe.

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There Must Be More to Life Than This / Anthony Gerace The c o l l ag es i n There M us t Be M ore t o Lif e T h an This are bui l t fro m s i ng l e s o urces , u s u ally f ro m a d ver t i s i ng fro m t he 1940s -1970s , an d s pe ak at once t o a l o ng i ng fo r co herence a n d c o m ple t io n a nd the i nabi l i t y t o ever t rul y achi ev e it .

The wo rk, w hi l e mai nl y po rt rai t -bas e d, n e v e rt h e le s s b ecomes mo re abo ut s urface and t o n alit y t h ro u g h the obs t ruct i o n o f t he s ubj ect , w h ic h allo w s t h e mela ncho l y nat ure o f t he i mag es —all o f pe o ple long s i nce fo rg o t t en—t o co me t o t he f o re f ro n t .

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#Memorabilia

# Me mo r a b i li a

Roger Fenton, Valley of the Shadow of Death. Ukraine, 1855

/ Roger Fento n Fe nton’s mos t fa mou s photograph i s also one of the mos t we l l-k nown im a g e s of war. Across a d e solate and fe a tu r e le s s l a nd s c a p e , not a si n gle fi gure can be found .

T he

l a nd s c a p e

is

inh abite d

on ly

by

can non balls--so

ple ntif u l tha t they f ir s t appe ar to be rocks--th at stand in for the hu m a n c a s u a ltie s on the battle f ie ld . The se n se of e mptine s s a nd u ne ase i s he i ghte ne d by the v i sual u nc e r ta inty c r e a te d by the ch an gi n g scale of the road a nd the s loping s id e s of the rav i ne .

Bor r ow ing fr om the Twe nty-th i rd Psalm of the Bi ble , the Va l ley of D e a th was n ame d by Briti sh sold ie rs who c a me u nd e r c ons ta nt she lli n g the re . Fe nton trave le d to the d a ng e r ou s r avine tw ice , and on h i s se cond v i sit he m a d e two ex p os u r e s . Fe nton w rote th at he h ad i nte nd e d to move in c los e r a t the site . But d an ge r force d h i m to r e tr e a t b a c k up the r o ad , whe re he cre ate d th i s i m age .

(Text : G et ty Mus eum)

“ ...in c om in g t o a ra v in e c a l led t h e va l ley o f d eat h , t h e s ig h t pa ss ed a l l ima g in at io n : r o u n d s h ot a n d s h e l l la y l ik e a s t r eam at t h e b ot t om o f t h e h o l l o w a l l t h e wa y d o w n , y o u c o u ld n o t wa l k w i t h o u t t r ead in g u po n t h em...�

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