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Photographer Arnold Genthe

Photographer Arnold Genthe

One of the unexpected gifts of researching the life of Joseph Anthony Horne has been exposure to photographers from the late 19th and early 20th centuries whose work and craftsmanship are no longer that widely known outside of scholarly circles.  Via the Library of Congress Prints & Photographs Online Catalog, I’ve most recently enjoyed learning about Arnold Genthe.  Born in Germany in 1869, by 1895 he would be living in San Francisco, California, serving as the tutor to a Baron’s son.  There, he would gain access to a camera, become adept at its use and begin documenting his travels around the city, especially in Chinatown.

Friends, Chinatown, San Francisco by Arnold Genthe. taken between 1896 and 1906

Friends, Chinatown, San Francisco by Arnold Genthe. taken between 1896 and 1906

Eventually he would become a famed photographer for the wealthy elite, politicians, artists and to budding movie stars like Greta Garbo.

Portrait of Greta Garbo, taken July 1925

Portrait of Greta Garbo, taken July 1925

His earliest photographs, with the exception of photos he took in Chinatown, would be destroyed by the city’s devastating 1906 earthquake and fire.  But with a successful career that spanned three decades, the Library of Congress has archived thousands of his photographic images — the negatives and other materials were purchased from his estate after his death in 1943.  During his lifetime, like many people of his generation with his financial resources, Genthe would spend time traveling throughout Africa and Asia.

It is his images taken in Asia during a several month sojourn in 1908 that I find especially captivating.  Collectively titled, Travel Views of Japan and Korea, the breadth of imagery is extensive.

No city names are cited or any geographic locations given.  There are certainly clues to be gleaned from the landscape (e.g. an image of a giant buddha that may be in Kamakura and images of the Itsukushima Shinto Shrine).

I am particularly fascinated by his photographs of the people.

Each image holds a story in the expressions captured on faces over a hundred years ago, in the clothing worn, in the backgrounds of each scene.

Genthe seemed particularly drawn to photographing how, rich or poor, young or old, everyone took care of the babies.

The images are a dream in terms of capturing a very specific moment in time.

The Genthe Collection at the Library of Congress can be viewed via this link: http://www.loc.gov/pictures/collection/agc/

If you’re particularly interested in the photographs of Old Chinatown, there’s a book available here.

And it appears that at least one chapter of his 1936 memoir, As I Remember, is available online here.

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One day I found myself walking along, looking at the world around me.  I passed a stand of birch and I found myself thinking, if I only knew how to paint, I’d paint these trees.  I kept moving along, but the sight of the trees remained in my mind and I found myself thinking, if only I could write music then maybe I could write a song about the trees.  But I know I don’t write music and so I started thinking, if only I could sing then maybe I could find someone else to write the music, but that would only work if I wasn’t shy. Now, I don’t really think I can sing but sometimes when I’m sure I’m alone, some kind of sound passes between my lips.  And so that day, with all those if’s put out into the world, I decided to go ahead and try that singing thing.  The following soft words emerged in some kind of rhythm.

If I knew how to paint

I’d paint these trees

How the wind does make them sway

Their leaves sunlit

Their branches bent

While high above soars a bird

Nothing Earth-shattering but it did make me feel good to sing and then hum the song for a bit.  Only later did I realize that the tune (if that’s the right word) that I used for my trees was for that of Amazing Grace, a point made clear when I viewed one of today’s Cowbird Daily stories.  The video short is an excerpt from the journey of another walker, Andrew Forsthoefel.  I hope you have a chance to view and listen to the video for yourself.  And by the way, that picture above … there must have been a day when I forgot that I couldn’t paint. 😉

Amazing Grace

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“Never ridicule windows.  It is out of windows that many fall to their death.  By windows love often enters. Through a window went the bolt that killed King Richard.  … When a mob would rule England, it breaks windows, and when a patriot would save her, he taxes them.  Out of windows we walk on to lawns in summer and meet men and women, and in winter windows are drums for the splendid music of storms … The windows of the great cathedrals are all their meaning. But for windows we should have to go out-of-doors to see daylight. After the sun, which they serve, I know of nothing so beneficent as windows.” — by Hilaire Belloc in The Path to Rome (1902)

 

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I’ve written about and shared pictures on this blog from my walk along The Causeway, a stretch of road dating back to medieval times in Steventon, Oxfordshire Village, England.  The road begins in the village Green and ends at a church.  One day I followed the path determined to find the church.  Eventually I did and of course I took photos.  One of those photos of the church appears in the Winter 2014 Issue of Dirty Chai Magazine.  The issue’s theme is adventure.  Here it is, hot off the press, a beautiful collection of words and images.

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This is a limited edition book created for a few folk who made our recent stay in Dublin, Ireland so lovely.  It can take a lot of energy to welcome strangers into your home and treat them like family, which is exactly what one couple did.  And it can take a lot of energy to welcome visitors from around the world to your home country and make sure those visitors experience a sense of place, which is exactly what conference organizers managed to do.  Once they have books in hands, I hope they enjoy the images that could not have been compiled without their generosity, good-spirits and great walking maps.  Thank you. 😉

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Two oversized folders purchased in a fine stationery store in Oxford.  For what purpose?  I didn’t know then and I don’t know now.  I do know I couldn’t walk away without them.

They mostly sit on my desk but sometimes I carry them with me and my laptop.  I stare at them as they catch the light and imagine filling their innards with fine linen sheets and matching envelopes and writing to clients, family and friends with my fountain pen and colored inks.  It could happen …

I imagine using them as vessels, luxurious and unique, to house custom, archive quality prints of my photography and presenting them to clients with a flourish. I can see that happening too.  Sort of.  Except I don’t do flourish very well.

When I recently did the math of exchange rates, bank fees and all that, I realized what an investment I’d made in these lovely items.  But I think they are well worth it as unexpected sources of inspiration and creativity.  One day, I am sure, it will become clear what I am to “do” with them but until that moment I will simply enjoy them as they are … empty.

p.s. The store is Scriptum Oxford on Turl Street.  Learn more here.

 

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The angel above represents Victory and the angel below represents Sorrow.

In the stained glass window (1878), designed by William Morris and executed by Edward Burne-Jones, the figure centered between these blue-winged angels is St. Catherine of Alexandria.  If you have a chance to research her story, you’ll understand why both sorrow and victory were paired.

The face of St. Catherine is that of Edith Liddell.  Her sister was the inspiration for Alice in the book, Alice in Wonderland.

 

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… for long spells of time I have been having much fun walking in the English rain.  I even hummed a bit as I walked through Oxford University Parks yesterday. Until the rains became too heavy … 😉

As for the reference to Gene Kelly, here’s a short youtube video of him Singing in the Rain.  Enjoy!

 

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This trip was unexpected, a work excursion for Steve and a whirlwind adventure for me.  There was little time (or perhaps, energy) for research about what I might see and so around every bend in the road, I am treated to unexpected beauty.  Like this tree winding its way up the side of a wall in Oxford.

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Okay, I have to admit, not only the mallards paused to let me snap a photo.  As I watched the swans’ feathers rustling in the winds whipping through St. Stephen’s Green, I thought of the Greek myth Leda and the Swan.  Only later as I walked through the National Library of Ireland’s exhibit on William Butler Yeats did I learn that Yeats had published a highly regarded sonnet on the subject in 1924. 

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