I took this picture at least nine or ten years ago. I found myself wandering the mall near our then-home on the West Island of Montreal, Quebec. This particular shopping mecca is known as Fairview Point-Claire, and I haven't missed it one iota since we moved around 730 kilometers west of its satellite-viewable parking lot.
Still, while walking past the water fountain that used to sit in front of the long-since-closed Eaton's department store, I started to stare at the water as it shot straight up in an never-ending jet. I kept trying to imagine what it would look like if I could freeze it just long enough to get a workable picture of it.
On my next trip to the mall, I brought my camera with me. My "real" equipment is a lovely old Nikon that shoots almost-obsolete 35mm film. But I've been using it forever, and its now-faded blue carrying bag is stuffed to the gills with all sorts of lenses, and a flash that can turn night to day from 60 feet away. I have no intention of ever selling it, because, like my pen, it's become almost a part of me.
I sat down on a nearby bench and got myself ready. Out came the 300mm telephoto lens, on went the mondo flash. People stopped in their tracks to watch me shoot a seemingly senseless scene. Out of the corners of my eyes, I nervously watched for the mall's rent-a-cops, who I'm sure had already been summoned to escort me by the elbows off the premises.
But it didn't take long to get what I wanted. I buttoned up my equipment, politely smiled at my gang of new fans, and headed home.
Like many non-people subjects of my photography, this one sticks in my mind because of its transience. A blink after I clicked the shutter and the flash froze the image forever, the water had already moved on. It would ultimately move up, down, become evaporated, get sucked through the filtration system for yet another wild ride, and ultimately go whevever the imagination thought it would go.
But for that slice of time, it was Right There. And it remains Right There to this day, to remind me what it felt like to have such total control over such a minor moment in time.
That's an incredible image! I'm so jealous, I know zero-zip-nada about Real Cameras. Whatever great gadgets you used there, you got a magnificent still of that water. Way to catch the quiet moments in a place so overcrowded with chaos, too!
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ReplyDeleteYour photography is becoming more and more like art everyday. You've managed to capture the energy of the fountain and freeze it..
ReplyDelete..And yes, they will be warning shopping centre security guards around the place to 'Watch out for a suspicious guy in a trenchcoat photographing fruit and vegetables, leaves, cows and water'!! ;)
Film isn't dead yet.
ReplyDeleteIt'll be a long time before there's a digital camera that can match the resolution (if ever, in fact) of Kodak Technical Pan. It'll be a long time before there's a digital camera that produces the characteristic look of Tri-X.
Or I could be dreaming. I love my old Nikon F3. It's a wonderfully well-designed and -engineered piece of equipment. Just using it is pure tactile pleasure.
Wow. THATS what they should put on the ceiling at dentist's offices, a mind could get lost in that photo!
ReplyDeleteYou are the king. Beautiful!
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