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Monday, October 10, 2016

Searching for Kio Stark



For the past six weeks, I have been trying to connect with the researcher and author, Kio Stark. I first became aware of Kio’s work in a TED video entitled, Why You Should Talk to Strangers. In it, she describes the beneficial effects for us when we go out of our way to talk with strangers; making connections that enhance our day as well as our lives. Shortly after watching the video, I read her newly published book, When Strangers Meet, which further details the concept of engaging with strangers.

The reason I’ve been wanting to meet up with Kio Stark has much to do with the essential work I accomplish when I make formal street portraits of people I meet.

In listening to her on the video, and reading her book, I came to the realization that her research validates the unconscious motivation that drives my desire to photograph people. It has to do with the concept of street intimacy.    

Here is how she describes the phenomena:

Talking to a stranger is, at its best, an exquisite interruption of what you were expecting to happen…you are…connected. Conversations with strangers fill an essential need….The name of the need is intimacy.

There is [a] kind of intimate relationship, one that holds us together for just a fleeting moment and then vanishes….This is street intimacy.

Now that I have a way of identifying the feeling that comes up for me, the need for connection when I see a stranger I wish to photograph, I want to develop a project that explores the reciprocal of this phenomena. That is to say, when a person agrees to allow me to make their portrait, does this fulfill their own need to make a connection? Is this what motivates people to trust me enough to render themselves a little bit vulnerable and permit me to make their portrait? Does street intimacy actually work both ways, or is their motivation driven by something else?

It’s a question I’d like to pose to Kio Stark…if only I could reach her. Her web site has no “contact me” platform, and a Google search produces a small bit of information but no email address. So I’m left to composing this blog post, inserting it in a tweet to her, and seeing if I can connect.

Kio, here’s my web site: http://www.robertkalmanweb.com  Here’s my email address: larreynaga13@gmail.com

Would really like to explore my project idea with you.


Thanks!

Monday, September 19, 2016

Lesbian Portraits to be Shown in Florida

If you scroll down to my blog posts from the summer of 2015 you'll see that I was working on a series of lesbian portraits. Well, these images are about to enjoy their first exhibition as I Am Here: The Lesbian Portraits are set to be shown at the National Stonewall Museum, right outside of Fort Lauderdale in Wilton Manor. The public opening is set for Friday, and here's the formal announcement:


I Am Here: The Lesbian Portraits
Photographs by Robert Kalman
Stonewall National Museum - Mona Pittenger Gallery
2157 Wilton Drive, Wilton Manors, FL

Public Opening – Friday, September 23, 2016. Runs through November 6, 2016
Hours: Tue- Sun 4 pm - 10 pm (Closed Mondays)

Since the untimely death of his lesbian sister, photographer Robert Kalman has sought a way to create a tribute to her memory and her personal struggle. In this series of photographs, Kalman made formal street portraits of lesbian community members using a large, 8x10 view camera while asking them the question, “What’s life like for you right now?” Their handwritten responses which are paired with their portraits create a remarkable look at life today in our community. As one young woman wrote, “To be genuinely authentic and carry no shame is a beautiful thing.” 

Read more about the work here - https://phmuseum.com/news/robert-kalman-on-i-am-here

Tuesday, January 5, 2016

Sunday, January 3, 2016

Giving My Gift Away





“The purpose of life is to discover your gift.  The work of life is to develop it. The meaning of life is to give your gift away.”

This quote, which is sometimes misattributed to Picasso, is actually an idea put forth by a psychiatrist, the late David Viscott.

It sums up perfectly the intention of my latest photo project: Starting on Wednesday, January 6th 2016 I will be posting one portrait  each day on my dedicated Facebook page, Robert Kalman, Photographer.

If you are the first person, anywhere in the world, to offer a comment about the portrait, I will send it to you in the mail, for free. That is, I’m giving my gift away.

I’ve made a short, three-minute video describing what all this is about. 

Please check it out, and stop by my page to check out the day’s portrait. 

The project is scheduled to run for 100 days.


Monday, December 7, 2015

Current Danbury Show - Two Weeks Remain

My current show at the Gallery at Still River Editions of twenty-three portraits will continue until December 18th. The gallery is open Monday through Friday, 8:30 to 5:00pm. Here's the promotional announcement which ran in yesterday's NY Times.

Hope you can make it!

Tuesday, October 13, 2015

Linda At Work

Next to every great camera stands a great assistant!

Many thanks to photographer Manuel Laqui for capturing Linda at work!

Thursday, October 8, 2015

Today is My Day...

A piece of my work is featured in the Photo of the Day on the "Don't Take Pictures" web site. Here's a screenshot:


"Don't Take Pictures" is a wonderful venue for showcasing the work of "emerging photographers," and, inasmuch as I think of myself as the oldest emerging photographer in North America, I'm truly honored to have been included.

The web site can be accessed here.





Thursday, September 10, 2015

Upcoming Show Next Month in Danbury Connecticut

Upcoming Shows at the Gallery at Still River Editions

New York Diptychs: I & II
Photographs by Robert Kalman
October 13 - December 18, 2015
Opening reception Saturday October 10, 2 pm - 4 pm

Danielle © Robert Kalman

"Danielle" © Robert Kalman

Artist's Statement
A portrait has as much to do with the relationship between the sitter and the photographer as it does with creating a representation of the person on a sheet of film. The relationship expands when you, the viewer, become present and join us. Portraits reveal, and this series holds on to a moment of shared intimacy between me and people I stop on the street. And now, you are included in this intimacy as you view what the two of us have created. Finally, the handwritten note along side the image: it is meant for you.

About the photographer
For over thirty years, Robert Kalman has been making formal, large format portraits of people he meets on the street. In addition to his large format portraiture, he has worked as a freelance editorial photographer for regional newspapers and magazines in the northeast. He has studied with photographic luminaries such as the late Arnold Newman, the late Mary Ellen Mark, Marie Cosindas, Judy Dater and Jeff Cowen. His work has taken him to Mexico, Israel, Paris, London, Rome, New York City, Lisbon, Madrid, Istanbul, Budapest and Panama.

Among Robert’s published work: a book on interracial couples, and one on the Kuna of Panama, as well as several volumes of portraits made on the streets of New York and cities across Europe. His latest book is devoted to Nicaraguan villagers photographed twenty years apart. Robert’s most recent work is a series of diptychs; formal street portraits shown along side descriptions that are handwritten by the sitter. These have been exhibited widely: In New York City at The Soho Photo Gallery and The Center for Photographic Art; in Poughkeepsie, NY at Barrett Art Center; in Portland, OR at Black Box Gallery; in Philadelphia at ONWARD Compé; and in Fort Collins, CO at The Center for Fine Art Photography

Robert Kalman and his wife, Linda, live in the Mid-Hudson Valley region of New York. 

Still River Editions

Wednesday, September 2, 2015

Making New Friends Wherever We Go...

As the lesbian project continues, we are making new friends everywhere we go. Last Sunday we set up on the corner of St. Marks and Second Avenue in the East Village, and chased down Jax. She seemed to enjoy the experience of being photographed so much she wrote this Facebook entry:

I was walking down the street, minding my own business when this woman chases me down the block flailing her arms. Naturally I assumed she was another East Village Crazy but eventually I took out my New York Defense System, otherwise known as earbuds and listened to what she had to say. She enthusiastically says..."Excuse me, are you a lesbian?" I roll my eyes and snidely reply "what gave me away?" She goes on to explain that she is working with this photographer who is doing a series and wants to photograph me. I am suspicious but cautiously follow her to where this gentleman is eagerly waiting with a huge camera already set up. I was sweating bullets and all I could think was "Great, the one time I professional wants to photograph me and I'm wearing gym clothes. Perfect."
After he photographed me he asked me to write something down that "defines me". I was put on the spot and drained of all inspiration. After awkwardly taking ten minutes to come up with some pearls of wisdom, all I could think was..."Damn, no spell check. I hope I don't embarrass myself." Just when I was about to write "Bye Felicia" it finally came to me.

As luck would have it, another photographer, Kurt Wittman, was present and made this snap of all of us: Jax, me (the "gentleman") and Linda (the "East Village Crazy").

A jolly time was had by all!

Monday, August 24, 2015

A Case of Mistaken Identity

As the lesbian photographic project continues on, we find ourselves hanging out in places where we are likely to meet lesbians. Just last week, for example, we set up in front of the Cubbyhole, a bar in the West Village section of Manhattan catering to a gay clientele, and waited for likely looking subjects to pass by. When we stop potential subjects, sometimes we are met with a good-naturedly asked question, "Why do you think I'm a lesbian?" and sometimes we are turned down because the person is straight. For the most part, however, the people we stop respond favorably and consent to having their portrait made.

That was the case with Tanja, a striking-looking German woman we met in Provincetown.

Tanja

Considering her look, the fact that she was with several other women as they strolled through the gay community of Provincetown led us to the conclusion that she was a lesbian. Imagine the surprise then in receiving the following, charming email from Tanja early this morning (grammar and spelling have not been corrected): 

Dear Robert,
I saw my picture on your homepage yesterday. I'm really honored and I like it very much. It was a speziell experience. I noticed the titel of the project and I think you have to know that I'm not homosexuell. I can't remember if you or the nice women told me about that before we startet to take the picture. Otherwise I would have mentioned this immediatly. I would be very proud if you don't change the picture but I will understand your descision if you will do.

Uuuhhh writing in english isn't that easy. 
Yours Tanja 

PS: I was really laughing wenn I got the titel "lesbian Portraits" and on the other hand it was a strange feeling. But don't worry about that. It didnt happend to me for the first time.

Sigh. Sometimes the perfect look just turns out not to be...

Tuesday, August 11, 2015

The World Is Really A Very Small Place

Photo - © Andrew Frost

I routinely read an online forum called Large Format Photography. Earlier in the summer I read a query from a photographer who was planning on traveling across the country, asking about current exhibits that he could check out along the way. A photographer by the name of Andrew Frost answered: "If you pass through Kansas, I have some photographs and a set of books I made in collaboration with a printmaker up at the Lawrence Art Center... 40x50 inkjets from 8x10."  Coincidentally, I was about to make a family trip to Lawrence, so I decided to drop by and check out his work.

Andrew's photos and handmade books proved to be exceptional. His 40x50 inch prints were full of rich, meticulous detail, and his handmade books were one-of-a-kind show pieces. The work just blew me away. Inasmuch as I am currently working on a project entailing large format prints, and I have a new found interest in book making, I decided I would track down Andrew and see if he would answer some questions.

Turns out that Andy lives only about fifty miles from where I live. When I contacted him by email and asked if he would be able to meet me to talk about his work, he graciously agreed. So, over coffee on Sunday, Andy met with me for two hours, generously sharing his deep technical knowledge about printmaking, and patiently answering all of my naive questions.

So, consider today's blog post as a shout out to Andy Frost, as well as an ironic acknowledgement that two, metropolitan New York photographers could connect with one another through a photo exhibit in Lawrence, Kansas, of all places.

I encourage you to spend a few minutes linking over to sample more of Andy's fine work.

Photo - © Andrew Frost


Photo - © Andrew Frost





Wednesday, August 5, 2015

"Just Me"

We were working on our lesbian project in Provincetown last weekend, approaching likely candidates in the street as they walked by. We stopped one great-looking woman who had a couple of children in tow along with her partner. Initially, she thought we wanted to photograph the kids and demurred. Once we explained our project and made it clear that we wanted to make her portrait, she agreed.

A few days later, as a result of our brief session, the subject of the portrait wrote a poignant blog post, which she has agreed to let me repost, as long as I maintain her anonymity. The repost, sans links, is below, as is her finished portrait. The post speaks for itself...

Just Me
August 2, 2015

This weekend, while in our most favorite ocean-side city, on our best day adventure yet, a lovely man & his wife blind-sided us and approached from behind. They were photographers. And before I could let them fill the space between us with the want to document our family, I said as I so often do, "No thank you. We don't allow photos of our kids." And then the man surprised me. Already, I liked his gentle way. The welcome in his glance, which said he knew things about the world that I did not and that I could only wonder about, left me wanting to hear what he had to say. He redirected the conversation despite the wall I was quick to erect & asked for just me. Not my kids. Not my beautiful wife. Just me. Because I fit the bill for a project he was working on to honor his late sister. Whom I now understand to have been one of the few brave gay women who paved the way for me. Who, like me, identified as a woman in all ways and who, like me, was socially scarred by fear & mean-filled eyes of passersby who would identify us as butch or worse, men. "I'm looking for masculine looking women," he said. And at once, I agreed & thanked him for the opportunity to participate. Thanked him for pushing forward with such a project. Thanked him for being kind.
And then I stood there in the square of that busy intersection, in our favorite ocean-side city, with my family playing nearby & curious people observing, standing on his X marks the spot & looking into the lens of this great camera. 
In all the world, he is the only person to have ever approached such a sensitive topic in such an earnest, honest, kind way. And he is the first person to seek me out and ask for just me. 




Sunday, July 19, 2015

Give it away Give it away Give it away now...

As I've mentioned in this space before (http://wwwrobertkalmanweb.blogspot.com/2015/02/go-figure.html) I routinely post on Flickr and Facebook so that I get feedback about my portraits. The writer, Austin Kleon, has advocated as much in his popular book, Show Your Work, suggesting that posting not only enhances one's findability, it also builds reputation which can lead to opportunity.

On the other hand, my friend who is knowledgeable about managing images online, is constantly reminding me to be careful about what I post, and about how easily work can be stolen. She alerted me, for example, that some misguided soul in Beijing had recently stolen over thirty of my pictures (as well as the photos of other photographers) and repurposed them as illustrations. While I was suitably outraged when she told me, I've learned to shrug it off as a poor imitation that is perceivable as a compliment.

A published photographer I know made a similar appeal to me as my friend's the other day: "Why would a publisher be interested in bringing out your work", he asked, "when you're giving them away for free?"

Turns out that a whole bunch of serious writers have learned that there is, indeed, great value in giving away work for free. Giving work away builds audience, it builds attention and it leads, ultimately, to selling work. You can read about it here.

So, despite the well-intentioned advice I've received, I'm going to continue to "give away" work.

Here's a selection my latest.

Is there any feedback?

Sheba

Maddy

Gayle

Monday, July 6, 2015

Overcoming Inertia

In 1991 I was walking through a park in Mexico City where a group of artists were showing and selling their work. I saw a piece that I absolutely fell in love with, but walked on, thinking that I should see what else was available before deciding to buy. Of course, by the time I returned the piece had already been sold. Then and there I made myself a promise: when there is opportunity, act; do not wait, because it only leads to disappointment.

It is a promise I have broken hundreds and hundreds of time.

Chalk it up to inertia, that is, my own resistance to changing my state and acting. These days it usually happens when I see someone I want to photograph. I make dozens of excuses to myself because inertia freezes me up. You know, excuses like, "She's probably in a hurry," "The lighting isn't very good," "There's too many people in the way," "The sidewalk is too narrow." You get the idea.

Yesterday, I had one of those moments. Passing a barber shop, I spotted an incredible-looking young woman through the window: attractive, slender, in a buttoned up white shirt and loud bow tie, and, best of all, without hair. I immediately manufactured excuses: I'll have to set up the 8x10, she's working and won't have time, we're walking over to another part of town and we're losing the light, and on and on... Stupidly I ignored my rule, allowed inertia to carry me on, and figured I had lost the picture.

Apparently, the photo gods decided to give me a break. Because when the other side of town didn't pan out, I retraced my steps, and, when passing the barber shop once more, there she was, seated outside and talking on her cell.

The rest of the details are not important. The fact that she reappeared was a sign to make her photo no matter what. It is viewable below; the bonus was the back story that she wrote to go along with the image. Perhaps after this, I will follow my Mexico City rule without ever hesitating.

Eva