No Rhyme or Reason #2

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The first thing that I learned at the University of Missouri School of Journalism, Cliff Eaton explained a photograph. He simply said, “If you look at a photograph, and theres a caption that says, “Grandfather teaching Grandchild how to catch a bass in the lake at sunset”, you don’t have a photograph.” If it requires that type of a caption, it’ll never fly.

I assisted Gene Smith, and while he was alive, other people captioned his work, but he never captioned them.

I’ve come to a point in my career, after being a working pro for over a half a century, where what I’d like to do is make photographs just for myself (That doesn’t mean if a client came along and wanted to pay me to do something, I may consider it… I’m certainly not independently wealthy).

I want to have fun. If you have a camera, thats what you should do, you should have fun with it. It shouldn’t be a chore, nor a hassle, it should just be fun. Life is too short to be grinding your teeth, cracking your knuckles and being a hard ass.

I’m going to die a sweetie, not a hard ass… I hope.

I asked Ansel Adams why he would spend a week, or more, making one photograph. I could just never understand that.

People ask me why I’m photographing hummingbirds. They’re in my backyard, they’re absolutely gorgeous, they’re faster than a Saturn 5B rocket and they only stay for a fleeting second. Its not like the Indy 500 where they go around for 5 hours. You get one shot every hour until the sun goes down, or the top of your head is burnt to a crisp

To all the ships at sea, for gods sake, have some fun.

© Joe DiMaggio
© Joe DiMaggio
© Joe DiMaggio
© Joe DiMaggio

Pain (Excruciating Pain)

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Last week I worked one day with my new assistant, Chase. When he left, I wound up in bed for 4 full days.

When my partner, JoAnne, insisted I go to the doctor because I couldn’t walk, my neck, knees, leg, and back were shot. There wasn’t any part of me that wasn’t shot. Went to the doctor, and the prognosis was Lyme Disease.

My blood is out to the lab to see if I indeed have Lyme disease.

In my career, which stands over a half a century, I never photographed birds. I love birds, I love looking at them, I love seeing them fly, but as something that I’d like to put on digital film… it’s really not up there in my wheelhouse.

Considering I’m having a hard time holding a camera, and holding my head up, here are just a few images that were done specifically for me, and nobody else.

© Joe DiMaggio
© Joe DiMaggio
© Joe DiMaggio

If W. Eugene Smith was alive, he would attempt to beat the living shit out of me for this type of an image.

Guys, it’s just fun, and Photography should be fun.