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The power of photography: time, mortality and memory

• Blake Morrison , Mary McCartney, Steve Pyke, Grayson Perry , Katie Mitchell, Sean O'Hagan , Jemima Kiss , Louise Wilson and Adrian Searle
• The Guardian , Sunday 19 May 2013 19.30 BST

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Blake Morrison

I tell myself I’ve never owned a camera, but that doesn’t square with a memory of being given one as a birthday present in my teens, and of a losing struggle with light, shade, aperture, distance, angle, focus. Cameras were more demanding then, and I hadn’t the patience. Other people did it better.


Not least, to begin with, my father. A stranger looking through my childhood photos might deduce a) that we were perpetually on holiday in north Wales, and b) that my father never accompanied us. But he wasn’t absent, merely hiding behind the lens of his Nikon. Most of his snaps were taken without us noticing. But a few were trick photos, such as the one with my mother, sister and me arranged above each other on a steep hill, to look like acrobats standing on each other’s shoulders.


Despite their playfulness, my chief feeling when I look at those photos is sadness: that most of the people in them are now dead; that the times they commemorate can’t be retrieved. It’s sentimental, I know: time passes; the moment goes even as the shutter clicks. But those photographic images are a source of sorrow, whereas the images in my head are not. Larkin has a poem about how memories “link us to our losses” by showing us “what we have as it once was,/Blindingly undiminished, just as though/By acting differently we could have kept it so.” That’s the effect old photos have on me. 
Worse, though, would be to have none at all. My favourite photo is one of my mother in pigtails as a child, an image unknown to me until a few years ago, after her death, when a cousin sent it. The earliest image I had of her till then was a graduation photo, taken in Dublin. There were none of her large family, either. I felt shut out from her past, and the lack of pictures was part of the reason.


My father’s childhood was heavily documented by comparison, and he was scrupulous about documenting his children’s, first in tiny black-and-white prints, then with colour transparencies, which were looked at through a viewfinder or (at the annual Christmas slide show put on for my long-suffering cousins) on a white screen. He also had a cine camera, and I sometimes feel guilty that my own children, unlike me, have no moving images of themselves to look back on. Why my wife and I never bought a video camera, I don’t know (laziness? expense?). But she at least has been diligent down the years, with box cameras, Polaroids, disposables and (most recently) a digital Canon. The results have been pasted in albums and dated, and every so often I get them out to see what we got up to. These, too, make me tearful.


I now have a photo folder on my computer, for emailed pictures sent by friends and family. More to the point, I own an iPhone and have begun to take snaps. My shots from the Shard at night were disappointing. And it’s too late for me to compete with the poet Hugo Williams, who has been taking his camera to parties and book launches for decades and who must by now have one of the great literary photo-archives of our time. But tentatively, decades too late, I have made a start.

Mary McCartney

Photographer.

I have a vivid early memory of going to a darkroom with my mum. I would see her taking photos a lot, though she didn’t do much printing. But she took me there one day and I remember seeing a blank page put into a chemical bath and becoming a photograph.
We didn’t really have any of her pictures around the house, but there was a Jacques-Henri Lartigue , and an Edward S Curtis portait of some native Americans. Mum grew up in New York and she got into photography after seeing the famous Family of Man exhibition at the Museum of Modern Art, curated by Edward Steichen . She mentioned it often; my mum and dad discussed photography a lot.


Because I grew up around it, I assumed everyone could take pictures. Now, I realise that not everyone has the eye. It’s true that every kid can take pictures that you could use or publish, and there are a lot more being documented. But it’s still hard to do a proper shoot, or go into depth; it takes a lot of time and attention.
I still think in film: I always have. If I take an image that I really like, it feels more real if it’s caught on film; if I’ve shot it digitally, I feel it could just disappear. The confusing thing for me is how many different ways there are of taking photos. I take a fair amount on my iPhone, quite a few on my 35mm Leica, plus on my digital camera, and I have a Polaroid, too. When I’m going on an assignment, I never know which cameras to take. 
I’m embarrassed to say that my main camera is my iPhone. I’m on Instagram so I can follow friends; I like how immediate it is. I upload with filters sometimes; I’m not that purist about it. In the past, you’d pick a certain type of film for a certain look, and today’s filters are a similar concept: the modern version of choosing the right mood. But if there’s absolutely stunning light, and a picture hasn’t needed a filter, I always do  #nofilter .


Family pictures are the most precious. I have a set of prints I carry around in my wallet of my kids, my husband and my parents. I look at those rather than writing a diary: they’re very evocative and textural and emotional, and take you back to specific moments. I change them every so often, after they get worn out. 
The picture I carry of my parents is a little old colour print of them hugging in the 70s, which is sweet. The one of my husband and me was taken in a photobooth a friend rented for a birthday party. I love the old-fashioned booths where you get four different shots; they feel unique because you’ve got the only version that will ever exist. I also have a great photobooth strip of my son when he was really young. He’s crying at the beginning – then in the next photo my hand’s in there, giving him an ice-cream.



I grew up in Leicester in the 60s. The first time I became enthralled by photography was when my mum got a subscription to Life magazine: the Apollo 8 cover from December 1968 was particularly dear to me. I never wanted to be a train driver, always an astronaut. I went on to work for Life, and my astronauts series ended up in its pages in 1999/2000, so I came full circle. 


I’ve been photographing my children since they were born. I don’t photograph them every day now, but every few months: Jack’s now 26 and Duncan’s 21. It came about in the 1980s: I was making Super 8 films and working on a film with Peter Greenaway that photographed things over time. David Attenborough did it first, with a dead mouse that eventually had maggots in it. I thought: what an amazing thing to do with a human being, film someone on Super 8 from birth to death. When Jack was 20 minutes old, I made my first image of him, with the idea that the death at the end of the cycle would be mine, not his. I also photograph my daughter Lola Rae, who is six. She plays to the camera and is more aware of herself. Now I’ve started to scan in the photos to make stop-motion animations.

I store all my images in print form, but also as digital scans on hard drives. I borrow my girlfriend’s digital camera and iPhone sometimes, but I haven’t ever bought one because I shoot with my Rolleiflex. It’s difficult to do it any other way now. 
I’ve also been collecting photography prints since 1980, and have an eclectic collection: a Brassai, an Enrique Mezenides, a Diane Arbus, an Eggleston, and a couple of Nan Goldins, because I was a part of that time and place here in New York. I have a wall of photographs in my studio, for inspiration and influence, that I change sporadically (pictured at the top of the article) . The rest of the walls are covered with my own portraits of people like Joe Strummer, John Waters, Robert Johnson.


I’ve shot millions of images so it’s hard to pull something out that’s symbolic. But there is a photo that means a lot to me hanging in my studio. I photographed it on the first roll I ever took at Billy Smart’s Circus in Battersea in the early 1980s. Days before, a friend had taken me to a pub on Tottenham Court Road. He had a Pentax and he showed me how to use it, then gave me two rolls of film. I photographed circuses, fairgrounds, bars. The image is a woman lying down, balancing a table on her feet. It’s her job, but there’s a whole sexuality aspect to it, too. Photography and surrealism are so linked. It’s a crazy way to earn a living, on your back like that. 


Grayson Perry

When I was about five, my mother made a bonfire in the back garden and burned a suitcase full of family photos taken by my father. He had been a keen photographer with his own dark room. I don’t know why she burned them, but it coincided with them getting divorced and my stepfather moving in.


For the rest of my childhood, no one in the family possessed a camera, so I have very few photographs of myself before art college. Family snaps are somehow celebratory of the good times so there was little motivation to record our lives. As soon as I could afford it, I bought a clunky Russian Zenith SLR. It was bulky and manual and I had little spare cash for film, so I took few snaps at first. Some of my most precious and most naff are the earliest images of myself in women’s clothes, staring into the lens, nervously waiting for the self-timer to go off. Transvestites have a very symbiotic relationship with the camera. We used to joke at tranny events that we should seek Kodak sponsorship.


I was never very good at the technical side, and have few good photographs of my early work, an omission I came to regret when researching my first retrospective show. I had put on whole exhibitions in the 1980s without taking a single photograph. Nowadays, my dealer will commission high-quality photographs as a matter of course.


Soon after compact automatic cameras became available I started taking a lot of snaps. This was a habit I kept up until fairly recently, particularly when my daughter was young. I used to put them in albums religiously, until I saw a TV programme where a curator from the Museum of Film and Photography said those sticky, clingfilm-style albums are terrible for the prints and you should keep them in a shoebox. Which I did, unedited, for years until I realised we never looked at them. Then my daughter and I spent a week going through thousands and sorted the best into a series of albums. 


Since the advent of digital photography, I have taken fewer and fewer photos for fun, but hugely more for research, or to record my work, or outfits. I take a few to record our ageing. I will go on holiday and return with just a dozen snaps. I don’t know whether this is because of age, laziness or the feeling that photography has become a torrent of cliches. The cameraphone has made the forest of glowing screens ubiquitous in museums, galleries and at events. Maybe I’m a snob, but it’s put me off photography.

Katie Mitchell

Theatre director.

My father always took photographs of our summer holidays and printed the film into slides. He used a Japanese camera, a 35mm Canon. We had family slide shows every winter. There was a white plastic screen that had to be pulled up out of its cylindrical container, and we had to be careful not to get sticky fingers on the negatives. There were framed photographs of us around the house and my favourite was a plain wooden frame around a colour picture of me, with the sun hitting the lens so it created a halo around my smiling head. My dad also taught my brother and me how to make pinhole cameras when I was about 10.


My uncle Richard took photographs for the Leicester Mercury, specialising in sports photography and pop concerts like the Beatles, so the house was also littered with his shots. My brother started taking black-and-white images when he was at prep school and later went into photography professionally. My first experience of a dark room was with him in my early 20s. The magic of the image emerging on to the white photographic paper in the thick red gloom was bewitching, and I loved the way the images were hung up on a washing line.


When I went to university, my father gave me his old Canon and I remember the complexity of all the settings, how hard it was to load and the importance of caring for it. Later, as I became more interested in film, my dad bought me a Super 8 camera and I remember the delight when you started filming and the camera whirred until you pressed stop.
Now I use either the new digital camera my mum bought me when I had my daughter, or my iPhone. I store my photographs on my computer and rarely print them. In the first two years of my daughter’s life, I printed all the photographs of her and put them into albums, and had some framed. But they looked different from my childhood photographs. It’s the texture: I miss the grain of the original print.


It’s the old family photographs from the 1920s onwards that I love the most. When I am with either of my parents, I am always rummaging around in their old collections. Before my granny died, I got her to tell me who all the people were in the photographs in her house, and I carefully wrote on the back of each one. I’m now doing the same with my mum’s old photographs. I am particularly fond of a picture of my mother standing with her mother and holding out her hand to feed a pigeon whose wings are blurred. It must be the 1930s. And there is a tiny, tiny photograph of my granny’s family on my dad’s side, taken on the Kennington Road in London in the 1920s. My great grandad is seated cradling Arthur, one of his sons, who looks as if he has polio, and the rest of the family and friends are crowded around, about 30 people.


These tiny images, sometimes only 3in x 1in, with their curled edges, are the only way of touching people in my past. Like many people, my family was broken up by time, events, place and so on, and looking at these is a way of putting the pieces of my past together, like a jigsaw. When I am doing this, I often think of TS Eliot’s East Coker:


‘There is a time for the evening 
under starlight,

A time for the evening under lamplight

(The evening with the photograph album).’

Sean O'Hagan

Photography critic.

I remember a Kodak Instamatic that appeared every time we went on holiday or had a family gathering. The rest of the time it resided in the “everything drawer” in the kitchen, alongside lightbulbs, batteries, pieces of string, marker pens, clothes pegs and all the other detritus of family life. The idea that it could be taken out, loaded up with cheap film and used to record my everyday life never occurred to me. This is now a source of deep regret.


I lived through the onset of the Troubles in Armagh, and it strikes me now that I could have been a kind of anti- Ed Ruscha . He photographed every building on Sunset Strip. I could have photographed every bombed building on Scotch Street. What a series that would have been.


I moved to London just in time for punk, but I didn’t own a camera then, either, nor did I ever think of buying one. For a time, I shared a flat with an Australian girl who had a Pentax (or maybe a Nikon), which, as I recall, she used a lot. When she departed for home after one too many long London winters, she took all her snapshots with her. Somewhere down under, there is a treasure trove of photographs of me and my friends in various states of chemical disrepair in our battered leather jackets, torn Levi’s and Ramones T-shirts.


Once, while working for the NME in the late 80s, I took some photographs to accompany a feature on Everything But the Girl in Moscow . I used colour slide film, unwittingly. That’s how accomplished I was. The pictures ran, though. One filled a whole page: Ben and Tracy beneath a giant statue of Lenin. It remains a source of some pride: my one brush with practical photography.
Though I write about photography for a living, I did not own a camera until recently. My first was a Pentax Omnio digital compact – a present from my wife. It’s a great little camera, and already an ancient relic of another time. I now own a Fuji X10, which I use as a visual diary. I try not to shoot as much as I used to because so many great photographers have told me that the real editing takes place as you are shooting. I have never printed a digital photograph. They are stored on my hard disk in their hundreds, maybe thousands. This fills me with a vague anxiety.


I can see now that I shoot certain things over and over: landscapes whizzing by from moving trains; people dozing on the tube; things scrawled on walls (though not graffiti or graffiti tags); the tops of trees against the sky. I basically shoot the kind of photography I like. I think photographs should be intimate. And everyday. And luminous. That’s a tall order, but the best photographers pull it off all the time.
When my father was very ill a few years ago, and again just after he died, I photographed the interior of his garden shed on my phone and digital camera. The images, together and separately, feel like a portrait of him somehow – a portrait of the inside of his head and all the stuff he had collected there. For me, they possess a meaning that many of my other photographs do not. Something to do with time and mortality and memory, all the things Roland Barthes wrote about in Camera Lucida, and which photography seems to evoke like no other art form because of its very nature – the split second already gone. At some point, I will put some words to them, because that is what I do. I’m a writer, not a photographer. But every time I see a photograph that surprises me, I wish – for a split second – it was the other way around.

Jemima Kiss

Technology writer.

Somewhere upstairs in my partner Will’s cold, dingy office next to the airing cupboard, there’s a collection of dusty, battered hard drives. They are not well-loved, and occasionally get used as doorstops. Yet hidden inside is an invaluable part of our family history – our collection of photos.
Will is a photographer, and though there have been occasions where we have sifted through photos and even printed a couple out, the sheer, overwhelming volume of pictures he has taken over the years has made it impossible even to begin to manage or access this collection. It’s a source of constant frustration for my mother-in-law, who regularly bemoans the fact that her professional photographer son is unable to provide her with printed images of her grandchildren. He takes up to 80Gb of photos per shoot and estimates he has half a million photos. It’s insurmountable.


We recently pulled out some photographs for our wedding invitation, discovering swaths of images we hadn’t seen for years, or ever. I wondered if there is a point – similar to Dunbar’s Law – beyond which we are unable to process volumes of information.


Combined with human incompetence and the chaos of child-rearing, the inaccessibility of our visual memory bank has become a real bone of contention. Last spring I spent three evenings editing and sorting (with no small amount of obsessive satisfaction, I should add) a few thousand photos of us all, organising by event and pulling the best into a shortlist folder. We moved house, and the hard drive disappeared. Maybe lost, maybe wiped. In the digital world, easy come, easy go.


If we had had only 10 pictures in the world, would we have been more careful with them? They would each be meticulously stored, labelled, backed up and printed out in beautiful frames – and probably in my mother-in-law’s house, too.

It wasn’t always this way. I still have a shoe box of prints from my childhood, and crates of my dad’s slides that I’ve been gradually scanning to eventually share online. Family cameras – my grandmother’s Brownie Vecta, my dad’s SLR – were precious, hallowed objects, not for our grubby hands. The relatively small number of photos in the family collection from when I was a child meant that many of them came to represent powerful, emotional links to our past: to favourite holidays, to my childhood home (now demolished). Later, with the death of my father, they took on a rather cruel disconnect to the present world; he seems so vital and alive in a casual moment caught and printed on a random piece of photographic paper, yet he is no longer here. 
What’s next, then, for this photographic, digital overload? We are still early into our adaptation to the digital world, and unsophisticated when it comes to managing all this material. We need to be more selective in what we choose to photograph and what we choose to keep. If it’s a bad photo, or only one of the 10 you shot is any good, only keep the best one. Delete is your friend.


But the problem also needs technological recognition. Photo storage needs to be more automated, and photo-viewing software should also help us more. It can learn which photos we view most often, and let the poor photos recede automatically. Software could summarise the 10 best photos we’ve taken that month, and put them somewhere special. It could identify duplicate photos and suggest the one to keep. Don’t back up all 3,000, just the 30 you really treasure. All we need is some bright spark to fix the problem.


Louise Wilson

I got into photography at art college. I borrowed a 35mm camera, and would go in the dark room for hours, practising how to load the neg on to the spools. 


But I only bought my first camera later: a Mamiya C330 with a twin lens. My sister Jane and I would make our own large-scale prints, about five metres wide, with an enlarger that we had to tilt on its side to make the projections big enough. We would bring garden troughs into the dark room, roll these massive sheets in water, then in developer, then fix them, before running each sheet under water for hours. We got weekend access and I would stay in there till all hours. 


I use a digital camera, and an iPhone: you can do little effects, and I love apps where you can shoot grainy, black-and-white movies. We did a big number for the ICA in London, in 2011, where we shot a recreation of the Odessa step scene from Battleship Potemkin on my iPhone. The idea was that it looked really lo-fi, that we just captured it on the fly with loads of volunteers, which we did. The curator Norman Rosenthal was there that day, which was serendipitous: he played the wailing woman that gets shot, and drag queen Jonny Woo was the mother pushing the pram down the steps.


It’s interesting to see how playful my nephew is at six, shooting his own movies. The next generation have a complete familiarity with documenting themselves and their surroundings in a way we just didn’t. Photography has entered such a democratic sphere now, with the digital realm open to all. Younger people edit their own movies, set up their own events, and there’s a real confidence – it’s totally entered their language. I often take him to exhibitions and he loves sitting cross-legged on the floor and watching video art; his generation have such an empathy with that kind of work. 


My father had a dark room before Jane and I were born. A few years ago, we found a really interesting image he’d taken and turned it into a sculpture (pictured above) . It’s a picture of my mother and a friend of hers bending down to pick up shells on the beach, looking very 60s. Their posture mirrors each other, and there’s a man in the middle holding a camera, and these beautiful long shadows from a low, late afternoon sun. Jane and I put his photo behind a set of old-fashioned weighing scales. The scales reflect the balance, the way the women seem on the same plain. Today, it’s in my house with a lampshade on top of it. I’ve never talked to my dad about his photography, but this curious construction always reminds me of him, and where my love of the dark room came from.

Adrian Searle

When I look at myself as a child, it always looks like someone else’s memory rather than a childhood I remember for myself. When I see a photograph of my mother, I barely recognise her. This saddens me, and says less about the photograph than it does about memory and my childhood experience. I also have a number of family albums and boxes stuffed with pictures, some well over a century old. I keep them cool and in the dark, and rarely look at them.

I was given a camera in my early teens, and promptly broke it. At art college I managed to work out the mysteries of the SLR and light-meter, but apart from documenting art, I have usually been without a camera. There are years and years of my life, places I have been, friends and lovers, my daughter growing up, fish I have caught, rooms I have lived in, for which I have few visual records. A shot of my daughter, aged four, by the artist and picture editor Bruce Bernard , who taught me a great deal about how to look at photographs, is a small talisman, and sits by my bed. Our relationships to particular photographs – rather than photography in general – can be very complex. Affect is complicated, memory is complicated.


Digital photography, a cameraphone and a slightly less rackety life has made things easier, if not more organised. I used to draw and scribble my way round exhibitions. Now I take photographs all the time, mostly of shows and artworks, which I use for quick reference – though the drawings in my notebooks mean more to me. I also take the same sort of snaps anyone else might take: there’s you on the bed, here’s me in the sunshine. What city was it? The photographs pile up in iPhoto, which always wants me to catalogue them, but I resist.


Another favourite is also my desktop screensaver (pictured above) . Shot with my phone while trapped in a car during a blizzard in Iceland, with the artist Roni Horn , it’s the view through the windshield: a view of emptiness filled with grey green weather. I keep thinking it’s Roni’s picture, even though I shot it. 
I dream my way in and out of images in photography books. One day it might be John Davies’s England , another it could be Michael Schmidt’s Berlin , William Eggleston’s Memphis or Anders Petersen’s Café Lehmitz in Hamburg .

On my wall are a number of images by Juergen Teller . There’s also a photo by Jemima Stehli of me wearing a suit, watching her undress . Holding the shutter-release, I am photographing myself watching her. One of Teller’s portraits of me, looking mad , was pasted to the wall in his recent ICA exhibition. It was right down at floor level; you could give it a quick kick as you passed. With the years, the camera has encouraged me to become an exhibitionist.

Photographs: Steve Pyke; Blake Morrison; Mary McCartney; Grayson Perry; Katie Mitchell; Sean O'Hagan; Will Whipple; Jane and Louise Wilson; Adrian Searle

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A Thousand Words: Writing from Photographs

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I can’t remember exactly when I stopped carrying a notebook. Sometime in the past year, I gave up writing hurried descriptions of people on the subway, copying the names of artists from museum walls and the titles of books in stores, and scribbling down bits of phrases overheard at restaurants and cafés.

It’s not that my memory improved but, instead, that I started archiving these events and ideas with my phone, as photographs. Now, if I want to research the painter whose portraits I admired at the museum, I don’t have to read through page after page of my chicken scratch trying to find her name. When I need the title of a novel someone recommended, I just scroll back to the day we were at the bookstore together.

Looking through my photo stream, there is a caption about Thomas Jefferson smuggling seeds from Italy, which I want to research; a picture of a tree I want to identify, which I need to send to my father; the nutritional label from a seasoning that I want to re-create; and a man with a jungle of electrical cords in the coffee shop, whose picture I took because I wanted to write something about how our wireless lives are actually full of wires. Photography has changed not only the way that I make notes but also the way that I write. Like an endless series of prompts, the photographs are a record of half-formed ideas to which I hope to return.

Last year, I wrote something about a leech salesman whom I’d met in Istanbul. Weeks later, a friend who had been with me in Turkey wrote to say how impressed she was by the particulars that I had been able to recount. “Did you make detailed notes that day, or do you simply remember all this?” she asked. In fact, I had written the essay after studying photographs that I had taken of the man and his leeches. When she praised a specific bit of description, I had to admit that it hadn’t come about spontaneously—it was only after looking carefully at the photographs and trying out various metaphors that I settled on the idea that the leeches were gathered around the middle of the bottle like a belt.

Even when I’m writing longhand, it’s rare that I do not have my photo gallery open, or have a few photographs in front of me. If I am trying to describe a place, I find pictures that I took of that place; if I am sketching a human subject, I look for images of her. When my own albums fail me, I go down the rabbit hole of Google image search.

James Wood, in “How Fiction Works,” writes that photographs can deaden prose. “There is nothing harder than the creation of a fictional character,” the section on character opens. “I can tell it from the number of apprentice novels I read that begin with descriptions of photographs.” By way of illustration, he skewers the kind of writing that is drawn from pictures. “You know the style: ‘My mother is squinting in the fierce sunlight and holding, for some reason, a dead pheasant … my father, however, is in his element, irrepressible as ever, and has on his head that gravy velvet trilby from Prague I remember so well from my childhood.”

Wood’s perfect parody concludes with the indictment that an “unpractised novelist cleaves to the static, because it is much easier to describe than the mobile.” By contrast, Don DeLillo has said that single images inspired some of his novels. “Falling Man” came from the curiosity generated by the photograph of that same title, by Richard Drew, a haunting image of a survivor from the attack on the Twin Towers. “Underworld” was sparked by juxtaposed headlines in the New York Times : “I saw these two headlines, literally, in a pictorial way,” DeLillo said, “the way they were matched, each followed by three columns of type.

Whole writing exercises are devoted to photographs: choose a picture and create a narrative from its visual content; provide a photograph and ask a writer to use a person or an object in it as a character or prop for a story. Both fiction and nonfiction writers walk with this crutch, hobbling their way through writer’s block or memory loss. Photographs that may deaden the prose of a fiction writer might enliven the work of an essayist; the same photographs that enable the precision of the journalist might inspire the whimsy of a poet.

Digital photography, endless and inexpensive, has made us all into archivists. And the very act of taking a photograph, now so common, affects how we remember an event. A study by Linda Henkel, which appeared in Psychological Science last year, tried to measure the effect of photography on memory. “Point-and-Shoot Memories: The Influence of Taking Photos on Memory for a Museum Tour” documented Henkel’s findings after taking two groups of students through an art museum. The first group was instructed to observe works of art for thirty seconds, the other group observed the art for twenty seconds and then photographed it; the next day, both groups were surveyed about what they remembered.

Henkel found “a photo-taking-impairment effect”—photographing the object led students to remember fewer objects and fewer details than those who simply observed the art. In a second study, she asked students to observe the objects and then to photograph them using the camera’s zoom. Instructing students to zoom in reversed the impairment effect, improving the memories of the photographers over those of the observers. The study is small but fascinating: taking photographs changes the way we experience the world, but reviewing them can change the way we remember the experience. In the article, Henkel relates her findings to other research on taking notes: “Similar to the finding that reviewing notes taken during class boosts retention better than merely taking notes (Bui, Myerson, & Hale, 2013; Knight & McKelvie, 1986), it may be that our photos can help us remember only if we actually access and interact with them, rather than just amass them.”

Writing from photographs seems as though it should produce the same effect, sharpening the way we convert experiences and events into prose. I suspect that it also changes not only what we write but how we write it. It’s no coincidence that the rise of the selfie coincides with the age of autobiography.

Photography engenders a new kind of ekphrasis, especially when the writer herself is the photographer. That is why I have found myself so willing to put down my notebooks and rely fully on my photo stream. My photographs are a more useful first draft than my attempted prose was, a richer archive than the pages of my binders. Even this essay came from a “collection” of images: the cover of Joan Didion’s “Slouching Toward Bethlehem”; a few pictures of specific paragraphs; screenshots of the e-mail from my friend and of my essay on the leech gatherer; photographs of the leech salesman, and of two paragraphs from James Wood’s “How Fiction Works.” As I made my notes, I was scrolling through these images in an album called “bower-bird bric-a-brac nest,” a phrase borrowed from Ted Hughes’s “The Literary Life,” itself a snapshot of the writer at work.

Casey N. Cep is a writer from the Eastern Shore of Maryland. You can follow her on Twitter @cncep .

Above: “USA. New Mexico. Bernalillo. Nancy 1981,” by Danny Lyon/Magnum.

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The affinity between photography and memory is rather axiomatic: We take photos to preserve our memories. This formulation considers photographs as aide-mémoire and photography as a mnemotechnique . Such a basic analogy, however, falls short in explaining the spatiotemporality and materiality of photography and overlooks the mediated aspects of memory in narrating the past. The difficulty with describing the conjunction of memory and photography lies in the fact that neither of them has a static essence: Both remembering and photography are inherently dynamic processes. While for some the photograph simply is a representational image that embodies past events, for others the photograph’s materiality and social uses are equally crucial in the way it continually reshapes our memories. In addition, debates on “prosthetic memory,” “postmemory,” and trauma have already shown how photography plays a role in the disembodied, transgenerational, and retroactive operations of memory work. To classify diverse approaches toward memory and photography without ignoring the dynamic aspects of either of them, this entry is divided into two parts: “conceiving photography through memory” and “perceiving memory through photography.” While the first section explains how the medium of photography has been historically defined via its approaches to memory and remembrance, the second section shows how some salient views on memory are largely founded on photographic lexicons and metaphors. Among others, the first part draws on the work of thinkers such as Siegfried Kracauer, Roland Barthes, and Elizabeth Edwards, and the second part discusses the work of Sigmund Freud, Marianne Hirsch, and Ulrich Baer.

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Stop taking pictures. Please. We must be living in the most thoroughly documented time ever. We take pictures and videos of everything we do. We take selfies of ourselves in front of cool things and in the mirror (selfie was the word of the year for 2013). We then post our pictures on Facebook and send pictures through phone messages. But what if we’re ruining our memories by taking pictures?

Many people document everything they do, constantly taking pictures. Cell phones are everywhere and people use them to record all events, everything small and large. The person who isn’t constantly recording everything seems like the odd person out. If you haven’t yet seen the video, I Forgot My Phone , then check it out for an example of the odd person without a cell phone. The video may be a comic exaggeration of reality, but perhaps not so much of an exaggeration. All these photos, videos, and tweets might be nice for future historians trying to understand our times, but will anyone ever really look back on all the pictures and videos after the quick ‘likes’ on Facebook?

I’m not a historian, but I’m very interested in the impact of taking all these pictures. Do those pictures actually help us remember our lives and experiences?

Memory researchers know a few things about the impact of pictures on memory, and the lessons aren’t always encouraging. First, the good news. If people review the pictures, this seems to help memory. This serves as a form of rehearsal. In families, reviewing pictures can serve as a scaffold that enables conversations about the past with children. In this way, pictures can strengthen both memory and relationships. But this only works if you review the pictures. I don’t know about you, but we’ve rarely taken the time to review many of our family pictures. Maybe later. Maybe.

Now for the bad news about taking all those photos. In an interesting recent study, Linda Henkel (2013) has investigated the impact of taking pictures on memory. You might expect that setting up the picture would improve memory. People have to think about arranging the picture and they have to focus the camera. This effortful processing should improve memory. But that isn’t what Henkel found. She had participants take a guided tour of a museum and take pictures of some exhibits, but not others. On a memory test a few days later, people performed more poorly for the items that they took pictures of. Taking a photo led to worse recollection. In some ways it’s almost as if the act of taking a pictures allows you to not remember. I have a picture, so I don’t need to remember – I can always look at the picture later (which, again, we don’t really ever do).

This is like another recent experiment in which students studied some information they knew a computer would store and some that the computer wouldn’t store (Sparrow, Lui, & Wegner, 2011). If they knew the computer would retain the information, then the students didn’t. If we have an external memory, then we don’t need to devote the effort to creating our own memories. Computer, camera, or self? If it’s stored somewhere else, then I don’t need to hold the information in memory.

But this isn’t the only bad news about taking pictures. Pictures can also replace your memory. We don’t often study pictures, but when we do, those pictures influence our memories. Photographs can be used to change and modify our memories. I’ve written about various factors that allow people to create false memories and pictures can play an important roll ( Spilled punch and hot air balloons and Truthiness ). Showing people a picture of themselves in a hot air balloon can lead them to create a memory of riding in a balloon – isn’t Photoshop great? But even without the research, you might have a personal understanding of a picture becoming your memory. How many of your childhood memories resemble the pictures that you parents took? Is it your memory or their picture?

Taking pictures seems to put our cognitive effort into the photograph and not our personal memory. Reviewing pictures may help memory, but may also replace memory. I don’t know the effect of all those selfies that people are taking, but I’m hoping Linda Henkel might figure this out as well. Maybe we’re changing our understanding of ourselves by constantly seeing ourselves as objects of pictures instead of experiencing ourselves as agents. Maybe we are changing our point of view in memories. Instead of seeing our memories from our original perspective, we’ll be more likely to see our memories from the external perspective of the selfie we took. This could change the way we feel about our memories as well (see my earlier blog post on point of view in memories ). We’ll see eventually.

So put down the camera. Experience your life. Remember your experiences.

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To exhibit the strikingly undeniable resemblance between them, Seed occasionally superimposes herself on a projected photo of her mother and later includes a montage of side-by-side photographs. There are dramatized segments in black-and-white that depict Turner conducting the interviews. In these instances, we hear Turner’s voice from the raw audio tapes, but her physical incarnation is Seed, now literally stepping into the character of her mother. And when taking excerpts from Turner’s journals, Seed uses her voice to bring them into the present.

Whenever Turner can’t be in the scene herself, Seed steps in to embody her. At one point, when speaking about moving to New York City just like her mother did, Seed edits audio of Turner asking questions and of herself answering them to imply a conversation between the two. “When I found your photos I saw we’ve been standing in the same place,” Seed tells Turner in this vortex she’s created through the manipulation of the vast amount of material (the project lists four different editors).

In crafting these atemporal exchanges and tracing Turner’s vibrant life, Seed realizes that the making of this documentary brings closure to her mother’s work and symbolizes the departure point for her own. It’s a bridge that, as much as possible, tries to vanish the decades that separated them. Early on, a touching sequence shows Seed beholding the few images that capture the brief moment when their timelines overlapped, the few months when Turner was not gone, and Seed still had a mother. And now, Seed has patched that heartbreak by understanding that parallels between them extend far outside physiology.

By scrutinizing Turner’s experiences, the filmmaker comes to terms with the difficulty of drawing lines between the personal and the professional in her own life, and questions whether every moment preserved should be for public consumption. These revelations partially come by analyzing of her photographer father Brian Seed’s faulty recollections and her relationship with her former husband, also a photographer.

Seed ultimately accepts the untrustworthy nature of memory, whether in our minds or recorded in still or moving images. Neither interpretation of the past can offer an objective view of what really happened, who we truly were. But the emotions those reminiscences evoke feel true to us. All that Seed can hope to get from observing her mother’s joys and predicaments, and in turn her own, is to safeguard an emotional truth, despite the gaps in the record.

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• Production: (Documentary) A Bow and Arrow Entertainment, CapaRiva Films production. Producers: Sigrid Dyekjær, Matthew Perniciaro, Grace Remington, Rachel Elizabeth Seed, Michael Sherman, Danielle Varga.
• Crew: Director: Rachel Elizabeth Seed. Camera: Rachel Elizabeth Seed, Daniel Traub. Editors: Christopher Stoudt, Will Garofalo, Tyler Hubby, Eileen Meyer. Music: Mary Lattimore.
• With: Rachel Elizabeth Seed, Sheila Turner Seed, Brian Seed, Henri Cartier-Bresson.

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Located near the main entrance is the monastery's belfry which is perhaps the calling card of the monastery due to its uniqueness. It was built in the 1650s and the St Sergius of Radonezh’s Church was opened on the middle tier in the mid-17th century, although it was originally dedicated to the Trinity. The belfry's 35-tonne Great Bladgovestny Bell fell in 1941 and was only restored and returned in 2003. Attached to the belfry is a large refectory and the Transfiguration Church, both of which were built on the orders of Tsar Alexis in the 1650s.  

To the left of the belfry is another, smaller, refectory which is attached to the Trinity Gate-Church, which was also constructed in the 1650s on the orders of Tsar Alexis who made it his own family church. The church is elaborately decorated with colourful trims and underneath the archway is a beautiful 19th century fresco.

Nativity of Virgin Mary Cathedral

The Nativity of Virgin Mary Cathedral is the oldest building in the monastery and among the oldest buildings in the Moscow Region. It was built between 1404 and 1405 during the lifetime of St Sabbas and using the funds of Prince Yury of Zvenigorod. The white-stone cathedral is a standard four-pillar design with a single golden dome. After the death of St Sabbas he was interred in the cathedral and a new altar dedicated to him was added.

Under the reign of Tsar Alexis the cathedral was decorated with frescoes by Stepan Ryazanets, some of which remain today. Tsar Alexis also presented the cathedral with a five-tier iconostasis, the top row of icons have been preserved.

Tsaritsa's Chambers

The Nativity of Virgin Mary Cathedral is located between the Tsaritsa's Chambers of the left and the Palace of Tsar Alexis on the right. The Tsaritsa's Chambers were built in the mid-17th century for the wife of Tsar Alexey - Tsaritsa Maria Ilinichna Miloskavskaya. The design of the building is influenced by the ancient Russian architectural style. Is prettier than the Tsar's chambers opposite, being red in colour with elaborately decorated window frames and entrance.

At present the Tsaritsa's Chambers houses the Zvenigorod Historical, Architectural and Art Museum. Among its displays is an accurate recreation of the interior of a noble lady's chambers including furniture, decorations and a decorated tiled oven, and an exhibition on the history of Zvenigorod and the monastery.

Palace of Tsar Alexis

The Palace of Tsar Alexis was built in the 1650s and is now one of the best surviving examples of non-religious architecture of that era. It was built especially for Tsar Alexis who often visited the monastery on religious pilgrimages. Its most striking feature is its pretty row of nine chimney spouts which resemble towers.

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The Unique Burial of a Child of Early Scythian Time at the Cemetery of Saryg-Bulun (Tuva)

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In 1988, the Tuvan Archaeological Expedition (led by M. E. Kilunovskaya and V. A. Semenov) discovered a unique burial of the early Iron Age at Saryg-Bulun in Central Tuva. There are two burial mounds of the Aldy-Bel culture dated by 7th century BC. Within the barrows, which adjoined one another, forming a figure-of-eight, there were discovered 7 burials, from which a representative collection of artifacts was recovered. Burial 5 was the most unique, it was found in a coffin made of a larch trunk, with a tightly closed lid. Due to the preservative properties of larch and lack of air access, the coffin contained a well-preserved mummy of a child with an accompanying set of grave goods. The interred individual retained the skin on his face and had a leather headdress painted with red pigment and a coat, sewn from jerboa fur. The coat was belted with a leather belt with bronze ornaments and buckles. Besides that, a leather quiver with arrows with the shafts decorated with painted ornaments, fully preserved battle pick and a bow were buried in the coffin. Unexpectedly, the full-genomic analysis, showed that the individual was female. This fact opens a new aspect in the study of the social history of the Scythian society and perhaps brings us back to the myth of the Amazons, discussed by Herodotus. Of course, this discovery is unique in its preservation for the Scythian culture of Tuva and requires careful study and conservation.

Keywords: Tuva, Early Iron Age, early Scythian period, Aldy-Bel culture, barrow, burial in the coffin, mummy, full genome sequencing, aDNA

Information about authors: Marina Kilunovskaya (Saint Petersburg, Russian Federation). Candidate of Historical Sciences. Institute for the History of Material Culture of the Russian Academy of Sciences. Dvortsovaya Emb., 18, Saint Petersburg, 191186, Russian Federation E-mail: [email protected] Vladimir Semenov (Saint Petersburg, Russian Federation). Candidate of Historical Sciences. Institute for the History of Material Culture of the Russian Academy of Sciences. Dvortsovaya Emb., 18, Saint Petersburg, 191186, Russian Federation E-mail: [email protected] Varvara Busova  (Moscow, Russian Federation).  (Saint Petersburg, Russian Federation). Institute for the History of Material Culture of the Russian Academy of Sciences.  Dvortsovaya Emb., 18, Saint Petersburg, 191186, Russian Federation E-mail:  [email protected] Kharis Mustafin  (Moscow, Russian Federation). Candidate of Technical Sciences. Moscow Institute of Physics and Technology.  Institutsky Lane, 9, Dolgoprudny, 141701, Moscow Oblast, Russian Federation E-mail:  [email protected] Irina Alborova  (Moscow, Russian Federation). Candidate of Biological Sciences. Moscow Institute of Physics and Technology.  Institutsky Lane, 9, Dolgoprudny, 141701, Moscow Oblast, Russian Federation E-mail:  [email protected] Alina Matzvai  (Moscow, Russian Federation). Moscow Institute of Physics and Technology.  Institutsky Lane, 9, Dolgoprudny, 141701, Moscow Oblast, Russian Federation E-mail:  [email protected]

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Modified & Updated: 10 May 2024

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Elektrostal is a vibrant city located in the Moscow Oblast region of Russia. With a rich history, stunning architecture, and a thriving community, Elektrostal is a city that has much to offer. Whether you are a history buff, nature enthusiast, or simply curious about different cultures, Elektrostal is sure to captivate you.

This article will provide you with 40 fascinating facts about Elektrostal, giving you a better understanding of why this city is worth exploring. From its origins as an industrial hub to its modern-day charm, we will delve into the various aspects that make Elektrostal a unique and must-visit destination.

So, join us as we uncover the hidden treasures of Elektrostal and discover what makes this city a true gem in the heart of Russia.

Key Takeaways:

• Elektrostal, known as the “Motor City of Russia,” is a vibrant and growing city with a rich industrial history, offering diverse cultural experiences and a strong commitment to environmental sustainability.
• With its convenient location near Moscow, Elektrostal provides a picturesque landscape, vibrant nightlife, and a range of recreational activities, making it an ideal destination for residents and visitors alike.

Known as the “Motor City of Russia.”

Elektrostal, a city located in the Moscow Oblast region of Russia, earned the nickname “Motor City” due to its significant involvement in the automotive industry.

Home to the Elektrostal Metallurgical Plant.

Elektrostal is renowned for its metallurgical plant, which has been producing high-quality steel and alloys since its establishment in 1916.

Boasts a rich industrial heritage.

Elektrostal has a long history of industrial development, contributing to the growth and progress of the region.

Founded in 1916.

The city of Elektrostal was founded in 1916 as a result of the construction of the Elektrostal Metallurgical Plant.

Located approximately 50 kilometers east of Moscow.

Elektrostal is situated in close proximity to the Russian capital, making it easily accessible for both residents and visitors.

Known for its vibrant cultural scene.

Elektrostal is home to several cultural institutions, including museums, theaters, and art galleries that showcase the city’s rich artistic heritage.

A popular destination for nature lovers.

Surrounded by picturesque landscapes and forests, Elektrostal offers ample opportunities for outdoor activities such as hiking, camping, and birdwatching.

Hosts the annual Elektrostal City Day celebrations.

Every year, Elektrostal organizes festive events and activities to celebrate its founding, bringing together residents and visitors in a spirit of unity and joy.

Has a population of approximately 160,000 people.

Elektrostal is home to a diverse and vibrant community of around 160,000 residents, contributing to its dynamic atmosphere.

Boasts excellent education facilities.

The city is known for its well-established educational institutions, providing quality education to students of all ages.

A center for scientific research and innovation.

Elektrostal serves as an important hub for scientific research, particularly in the fields of metallurgy, materials science, and engineering.

Surrounded by picturesque lakes.

The city is blessed with numerous beautiful lakes, offering scenic views and recreational opportunities for locals and visitors alike.

Well-connected transportation system.

Elektrostal benefits from an efficient transportation network, including highways, railways, and public transportation options, ensuring convenient travel within and beyond the city.

Famous for its traditional Russian cuisine.

Food enthusiasts can indulge in authentic Russian dishes at numerous restaurants and cafes scattered throughout Elektrostal.

Home to notable architectural landmarks.

Elektrostal boasts impressive architecture, including the Church of the Transfiguration of the Lord and the Elektrostal Palace of Culture.

Offers a wide range of recreational facilities.

Residents and visitors can enjoy various recreational activities, such as sports complexes, swimming pools, and fitness centers, enhancing the overall quality of life.

Provides a high standard of healthcare.

Elektrostal is equipped with modern medical facilities, ensuring residents have access to quality healthcare services.

Home to the Elektrostal History Museum.

The Elektrostal History Museum showcases the city’s fascinating past through exhibitions and displays.

A hub for sports enthusiasts.

Elektrostal is passionate about sports, with numerous stadiums, arenas, and sports clubs offering opportunities for athletes and spectators.

Celebrates diverse cultural festivals.

Throughout the year, Elektrostal hosts a variety of cultural festivals, celebrating different ethnicities, traditions, and art forms.

Electric power played a significant role in its early development.

Elektrostal owes its name and initial growth to the establishment of electric power stations and the utilization of electricity in the industrial sector.

Boasts a thriving economy.

The city’s strong industrial base, coupled with its strategic location near Moscow, has contributed to Elektrostal’s prosperous economic status.

Houses the Elektrostal Drama Theater.

The Elektrostal Drama Theater is a cultural centerpiece, attracting theater enthusiasts from far and wide.

Popular destination for winter sports.

Elektrostal’s proximity to ski resorts and winter sport facilities makes it a favorite destination for skiing, snowboarding, and other winter activities.

Promotes environmental sustainability.

Elektrostal prioritizes environmental protection and sustainability, implementing initiatives to reduce pollution and preserve natural resources.

Home to renowned educational institutions.

Elektrostal is known for its prestigious schools and universities, offering a wide range of academic programs to students.

Committed to cultural preservation.

The city values its cultural heritage and takes active steps to preserve and promote traditional customs, crafts, and arts.

Hosts an annual International Film Festival.

The Elektrostal International Film Festival attracts filmmakers and cinema enthusiasts from around the world, showcasing a diverse range of films.

Encourages entrepreneurship and innovation.

Elektrostal supports aspiring entrepreneurs and fosters a culture of innovation, providing opportunities for startups and business development.

Offers a range of housing options.

Elektrostal provides diverse housing options, including apartments, houses, and residential complexes, catering to different lifestyles and budgets.

Home to notable sports teams.

Elektrostal is proud of its sports legacy, with several successful sports teams competing at regional and national levels.

Boasts a vibrant nightlife scene.

Residents and visitors can enjoy a lively nightlife in Elektrostal, with numerous bars, clubs, and entertainment venues.

Promotes cultural exchange and international relations.

Elektrostal actively engages in international partnerships, cultural exchanges, and diplomatic collaborations to foster global connections.

Surrounded by beautiful nature reserves.

Nearby nature reserves, such as the Barybino Forest and Luchinskoye Lake, offer opportunities for nature enthusiasts to explore and appreciate the region’s biodiversity.

Commemorates historical events.

The city pays tribute to significant historical events through memorials, monuments, and exhibitions, ensuring the preservation of collective memory.

Promotes sports and youth development.

Elektrostal invests in sports infrastructure and programs to encourage youth participation, health, and physical fitness.

Hosts annual cultural and artistic festivals.

Throughout the year, Elektrostal celebrates its cultural diversity through festivals dedicated to music, dance, art, and theater.

Provides a picturesque landscape for photography enthusiasts.

The city’s scenic beauty, architectural landmarks, and natural surroundings make it a paradise for photographers.

Connects to Moscow via a direct train line.

The convenient train connection between Elektrostal and Moscow makes commuting between the two cities effortless.

A city with a bright future.

Elektrostal continues to grow and develop, aiming to become a model city in terms of infrastructure, sustainability, and quality of life for its residents.

In conclusion, Elektrostal is a fascinating city with a rich history and a vibrant present. From its origins as a center of steel production to its modern-day status as a hub for education and industry, Elektrostal has plenty to offer both residents and visitors. With its beautiful parks, cultural attractions, and proximity to Moscow, there is no shortage of things to see and do in this dynamic city. Whether you’re interested in exploring its historical landmarks, enjoying outdoor activities, or immersing yourself in the local culture, Elektrostal has something for everyone. So, next time you find yourself in the Moscow region, don’t miss the opportunity to discover the hidden gems of Elektrostal.

Q: What is the population of Elektrostal?

A: As of the latest data, the population of Elektrostal is approximately XXXX.

Q: How far is Elektrostal from Moscow?

A: Elektrostal is located approximately XX kilometers away from Moscow.

Q: Are there any famous landmarks in Elektrostal?

A: Yes, Elektrostal is home to several notable landmarks, including XXXX and XXXX.

Q: What industries are prominent in Elektrostal?

A: Elektrostal is known for its steel production industry and is also a center for engineering and manufacturing.

Q: Are there any universities or educational institutions in Elektrostal?

A: Yes, Elektrostal is home to XXXX University and several other educational institutions.

Q: What are some popular outdoor activities in Elektrostal?

A: Elektrostal offers several outdoor activities, such as hiking, cycling, and picnicking in its beautiful parks.

Q: Is Elektrostal well-connected in terms of transportation?

A: Yes, Elektrostal has good transportation links, including trains and buses, making it easily accessible from nearby cities.

Q: Are there any annual events or festivals in Elektrostal?

A: Yes, Elektrostal hosts various events and festivals throughout the year, including XXXX and XXXX.

Elektrostal's fascinating history, vibrant culture, and promising future make it a city worth exploring. For more captivating facts about cities around the world, discover the unique characteristics that define each city . Uncover the hidden gems of Moscow Oblast through our in-depth look at Kolomna. Lastly, dive into the rich industrial heritage of Teesside, a thriving industrial center with its own story to tell.

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