
This is a digital alteration of a polaroid picture I took when I was 6. The original was purposely out of focus.
Lenses initiate selective focus
a fantastication only possible when young
encased in the vault of unextinguishable incunabulum
developing the picture as it comes into being
peering deep into the essence of life
Showing one moment, one side of perception
in its inability to capture without speciousness
belying motion, upheaval and change
in the niveous nature of memory
its meandering dreams recast
Glimpses of truth like a halation appear
ocular glitches reinforce tathata
of what can be distinguished and claimed
encoding through elaborative rehearsal
all known and unkenned phenomena
Converging lenses limited by one focal length
growing as depth of field expands
while patulous schemas incubate
evolving mind forms eidetic imagery uniting
as episodic memory stitches identity
Holographic retrieval reveals
clarity amidst the circle of confusion
this positive bias memory distortion prevails
polaroid process makes positive images
without negatives, not lost but never created
Artmaking acts as a nepenthe
coalescing strands of experience
collaging each image of striving
into a concatenation, aspects of self
lighting recesses in the kistvaen of the past
Notes: Method of Loci: A mnemonic device that relies on memorized spatial relationships to establish order and recollect memorial content. Selective Focus: Is a technique in photography that allows one part of the image to be sharp while the rest of the image is out of focus. It works to great effect in macro shots where the foreground should stand out intensely from the background. Fantastication: Action of framing in fancy. Incunabulum: Early stages of development. Speciousness: An appearance of truth that is false or deceptive; seeming plausibility. Halation: Spreading of light beyond its proper boundaries to form a fog round the edges of a bright image in a photograph. Tathata: Ultimate nature of all things, as expressed in phenomena but inexpressible in words. Encoding: The process of transforming information into a form that can be stored in memory. Elaborative Rehearsal: A memory strategy that involves relating new information to something that is already known Unkenned: Unknown, strange, unperceived, unexplored. Converging Lens: Lens such that a beam of light passing through it is brought to a point or focus. The lens of your eye and that of a camera are converging lenses. Focal Length: The focal length of an optical system is a measure of how strongly the system converges or diverges light. In most photography where the subject is essentially infinitely far away, longer focal length (lower optical power) leads to higher magnification and a narrower angle of view; conversely, shorter focal length or higher optical power is associated with a wider angle of view. Depth of Field: In optics, particularly as it relates to film and photography, depth of field (DOF) is the distance between the nearest and farthest objects in a scene that appear acceptably sharp in an image. Although a lens can precisely focus at only one distance at a time, the decrease in sharpness is gradual on each side of the focused distance. Patulous: Open, expanding, gaping Schemas: The integrated frameworks of knowledge and assumptions a person has about people, objects, and events which affects how the person encodes and recalls information. Eidetic Imagery: The ability to retain the image of a visual stimulus for several minutes after it has been removed from view. Episodic Memory: The type of declarative memory that records events as they have been subjectively experienced. Circle of Confusion: In optics, a circle of confusion is an optical spot caused by a cone of light rays from a lens not coming to a perfect focus when imaging a point source. In photography, the circle of confusion is used to determine the depth of field, the part of an image that is acceptably sharp. Positive Bias (Memory Distortion): States that pleasant events are better remembered than unpleasant ones and memories of unpleasant events become more pleasant over time. Nepenthe: Something capable of causing obliteration or reduction of grief or suffering. Concatenation: A series of interconnected or interdependent things or events. Kistvaen: A stone burial chamber. Linked to the Poetics prompt by James Rainsford on photography and poetry here http://dversepoets.com/2012/03/24/patterns-pictures-and-poems/.
first i totally love the old polaroids….i miss them….they were the coolest…you also get the award for best use of a word i have never heard…incunabulum….kistvaen is cool too…i def think photography is art…it is the capture of experience for sure…but from only one perspective and in many ways very sterile as we can not see the emotion all the time but….each one done well tells a story…
Me too, one of the best things about them is that the color distorts over time. I find them to be great metaphors for memory and psychological development/processing. Thanks for the award :).
Was this posted for the poetics prompt? … Your method of almost automatic writing is always interesting. The attempt here to recapture the life of a photo from a prior age is really cool, as though we could transport ourselves back in time. Language is like that; in fact, that’s my explanation for the phenomenon of deja vu, really linguistic patterns that are so embedded in our psyches and its linguistic connection to the world that events seem like they have happened before.
Yes, I added the link at the bottom, sorry for any confusion. I think any time we try to understand our former selves we’re exploring the uncharted edge of psychological experience, especially when we travel to childhood. Thank you.
However, I don’t believe in automatic writing.
i get the sense of a photograph being a life form, and having its own consciousness
suffocated reflction
That’s an intriguing thought, thanks for reading.
An amazing write indeed; but though it is written in English I still think I need a translation…but what I did understand what impressive!
Mary, I’m sorry, for some reason your comment went to the spam folder and I just found it. Thank you, I’ll explicate more in the next piece, sometimes I don’t do that as well as I should :).
You continue to amaze me!
Oh, thanks, I’d hate to let you down :)!
Thanks for the lexicon. For me, the poem is really like an incantation with the picture, or image, summoned. A bit of photography necromancy! K.
Ha, sounds like a fun bit of magic!
it looks great..
though I never used any Polaroid I was always fascinated by its images …
Awesome post on that 🙂
Thanks Jyoti, I’ll be by to your blog later today!
smiles…see..this is why i have a polaroid app on my iphone…but ok i admit..it’s not quite the same…photographs tell stories and reveal much of the person behind that lens….great write as always anna..
Thank you Claudia, I’m sure you’re loving NYC. If you have time the Strand Bookstore, is well worth a visit with 2.5 million new, used, and rare books!
Very perceptive and more focussed than your original shot. Thanks for your glossary of terms. Most helpful and instructive.
Thank you James, well I was only 6 so hopefully in the last 30+ years I’ve gained some focus :). Though I still take a lot of out focus pictures on purpose. I’m glad you appreciated the glossary.
Interesting poem from the opposite end of the poetry spectrum to me.
Thank you!
Thank you for explaining all these terms. What I got is that in photography, we are always focus on one thing or one spot, and sometimes we don’t get the whole scene or “truth” if you like.
Wishing you a happy spring day ~
Grace
Thank you, I am hoping for some sunshine soon :).
Wow, beautiful picture!! I would have stayed in front of it for at least ten minutes be it in a museum 🙂
I like these verses on Polaroid – you seem to be explaining how objects work, and then we realize our whole lives are objects too:
“polaroid process makes positive images
without negatives, not lost but never created”
And thank you for increasing my vocab (linguist speaking)!
Thank you, that is a huge compliment! Yes, our uniqueness is like the polaroid that has no negative unlike other film cameras.
Such good reflections on what it is that makes photography art. Even with a polaroid, you were able to manipulate the process to create an effect.
The funny thing about my early polaroids is I ran around showing them to adults who largely tried to show me where the focus knob was and how to use it. I kept saying, ‘It’s on purpose! What do you think of the picture?’ Even then I had a hard time getting the people around me to talk about art (at the time my parents were both professional photographers with their own gallery, the Shadow Catcher). My grandparents also owned a gallery, the Golden Willow, in the 70’s and 80’s in Taos. Most of the artists would pat us on the head and offer us candy. It was quite exacerbating :)!
Do you remember what was in the photo it is mysterious =).
The poem feels prismatic like light twisting across a chandelier.
It is a polaroid of the dashboard of my Dad’s 1950’s Studebaker. Yes, it is designed to send you off in many directions :). Thanks Janet!
I still have an early polaroid camera we received as a wedding present. I’m sure it works but the film for it is no more. I loved this poem, so like a photograph; the edge of things seen and things keened from them. Always finding bits of your why in what you choose as “in focus” as opposed to “out of focus” – depth of field, light, shutterspeed – that’s what made shooting with SLRs so amazing. I can see why professionals take 150 shots of the same thing and get something different (and personally revealing) in each shot. Loved it.
Thank you Gay, I so appreciate that you delve into the work. We’ve had medium format, large format, Polaroids, Holgas, SLRs, pinhole, and now digital cameras. I even have a gorgeous 1950s 16mm Bolex movie camera. Photography has the ability to capture infinitely more than a moment in time, despite its technical limitations. Our perception has quite a few limitations and we still manage to make great art :). It’s always wonderful to see you.
The thing I learned about a photography and cameras is that it sees things according to how it is designed to see. I remember asking why is that what I capture is not always what I see. The trees in the sun are a nice shade of greens and golds, but not so green on capture and usually no gold. Is it just my limited skill or am I imposing my mood on it?
Anyway, I like this metaphor of memory and how it distorts or is transformed usually towards how we want to see it within our mind’s machinary. Memories being the resulting “printout” to keep.
Artmaking is like an attempt to make arrangement for meaning of what is seen or experienced. In looking at art, sometimes I feel I’m attempting to look through the artist’s eyes or wonder what he is thinking to express his art in the way he does to understand the work.
Really enjoyed reading. 🙂
Thank you, your question is an excellent one and how we learn to use the camera as a tool of expression. Your photographs indicate that you are extremely accomplished in using the medium for artistic expression (in my humble opinion). I think you approach art with an open mind and curiosity which helps you access meaning and understand the context of the work through the artist. Your comments are enlightening, I greatly appreciate them :).
I, too, like the metaphor of memory fading over time like the polaroid… I still have some from my childhood. I remember when those cameras were all the rage. Now we’re a bit spoiled, I think. Very impressive piece, Anna!
Yes, it’s also interesting to me how photographs from the past, in general, can skew how we see or interpret our past. If my brother was smiling here then this was a happy time in our lives or there are no pictures from this time frame, did we lose our identity as a family? I do think we’re spoiled now with phone cameras and you think about the generations long ago that had only a small portrait to remember a loved one through. Now it’s possible to approach life from a photojournalistic viewpoint and record the minutia of our lives. There are some fascinating psychological issues that arise around identity formation. Thank you very kindly!
Artmaking acts as a nepenthe
coalescing strands of experience
collaging each image of striving
into a concatenation, aspects of self
lighting recesses in the kistvaen of the past
This makes me wonder is any poetry is ever really not autobiographical. We cannot bring something to art that does not lie within us somewhere– (thank you for the definititons–I needed them!)
Yes, in a way we only have ourselves, our context, and our understanding to work from so all art seems to have an autobiographical framework. Yet we cannot help but strive to reach outside ourselves and engage the world on its own terms, as much a part of our nature as our limitations. Thanks so much for reading two of my poems tonight. I’ll be by to read another of yours soon :).
I am an amateur photographer and there is a story in each picture I take….with this poem I bounced from thought to thought…image to image…a sort of poetic trip 🙂 I am signing in with my twitter account….my blog is Confessions of a Laundry Goddess
Thank you, I really appreciate your visits at both sites today and enjoyed reading your blog.