The surest way to understand a culture is to examine not its technology but its art. Technology is transitory while art is a timeless measure of its makers' concerns, aspirations and values.

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Wednesday, June 16, 2010

New Photo

I finally got around to both re-shooting and completing a jpeg "sketch" of what I've decided to simply call "Broadway."

"Broadway" took about an hour to shoot and about another four to "sketch."  I call this a sketch because this comprises processed jpegs.  I do this to give myself an idea of how to approach the final RAW processing.


This is a very low-resolution version because the full-size file is huge.  At full scale the jpeg image prints at 26”x64”.  The final version will be even bigger.  It is a 6-element panorama, with each element comprising 6 exposures of varying duration, totaling 36 exposures.  Each element was processed separately in Photoshop – with multiple correction layers and masks -  before being merged into the single image.  That image was then extensively processed utilizing more than 25 layers (and just about everything I know how to do in Photoshop).  And, voila!



The Orpheum Theater is a classic from the '20s and, as you can see, is one of the few old theaters on Broadway that is still working.  It appears in many TV shows and commercials, many of which pretend to be elsewhere, like New York or Washington DC.  Even the parking lot frame left made an appearance in "Castle," set in New York.

The guy who owns the Orpheum (and the apparently-closed Broadway Bar) seemed to be very concerned about the image of his property.  While I was shooting, he sent a flunky out to bother me.  He told me that I'd have to have the owner's permission to photograph the building.  He said he might even call the police.  I politely told him that I could legally photograph anything visible from the public street, including the theater.  That, and my not being remotely intimidated, probably explains why he left and never came back.  I don't know what they were worried about.  Maybe they thought I was going to draw a really embarrassing mustache over the marquee.  

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