Only The Sunny Hours was exhibited at Openhand Openspace, Brock Keep, Reading, 20th-24th June 2018.
Openhand Openspace, Brock Keep, 571 Oxford Road, Reading RG30 1HL. Openhand Openspace.
Open Day on Saturday 23 June, 12 noon - 6pm: performances, short films, talks, discussions and readings by the artists, plus a Brownie 127 studio and an Indoor Picnic.
Artists: Marco Calí , Alex Dewart, Peter Driver, Barbara Dyrschka, Linda Francis, Judy Goldhill, Jane Grisewood, Hepzibah Hill, Ingrid Jensen, Lydia Julien, Philip Lee, Sophie Loss, John McDowall, Steve Perfect / Jennifer Partridge, Roger Perkins, Ann Rapstoff, Guy Tarrant, Roxana Tohaneanu-Shields, Cally Trench, and Nick Trench.
Only The Sunny Hours
Invited artists have used Kodak Brownie 127 cameras manufactured between 1952 and 1963 to take photographs. The project
is an exploration of how the artists decide to use this sixty-year-old technology and the impact of the technology on the artists.
Some of the artists have been influenced by the age of the camera to explore their own history, or the history of the camera
and its previous owners, or of the area where they live or have lived. Others have recorded technology, poses and behaviour
that are clearly contemporary. Some of the artists have attempted to take the kind of photographs that they would take with
a contemporary digital camera.
Curator Cally Trench writes:
Just to handle one of these 50-year-old black bakelite boxes takes us back in time - to when
it was used by a younger self or an older relative. They are so familiar to us, having been so ubiquitous.
The Kodak Brownie 127 camera, like a sundial, works best in bright sunlight. Sundials usually have mottoes; a typical one
is ‘I tell only the sunny hours’, and this would be a good motto for a Brownie 127 too. According to my family photograph
album, my childhood was a series of sunny days by the seaside or in the garden. We spent no time indoors, and there was no
winter and no night. Many of these photographs show relatives lined up in the garden, but my grandmother also had a taste
for dressing me up - as a nurse or in a grass skirt. Everyone looks directly at the camera,
warned and fully aware that they are to be photographed, their expressions composed, eyes fixed open, waiting for the button
In these digital times, using an analogue camera, especially one as unsophisticated as a Brownie 127, requires a change of
thinking. Processes such as loading the film, pressing the shutter button and winding on, once so easy, necessitate an
unfamiliar manual dexterity and care. Immense forethought and planning, combined with a kind of letting go, are demanded
by the limits of the camera: only eight exposures on a film; fixed focus, depth of field and shutter speed; no flash,
tripod attachment or stabiliser function; and a viewfinder that does not correspond accurately with the lens. And then
the film is posted to the processor, and the waiting begins.
Roland Barthes argued in 1980 in Camera Lucida that ‘a photograph is always invisible’; what we see is always the person
or place or object photographed, not the photograph itself. But when these Brownie 127 photographs return from the processor,
what we first notice is how photograph-like they are, how unlike digital images on a screen. The negatives and the prints
are physical objects, which we can hold in our hands. Beyond that, the photographs are redolent of the 1950s and 60s - not
just black and white, and of a different proportion to digital images, but also, as Judy Goldhill describes it, with 'such
strange, soft focus and distortion'. In a kind of reversal, we notice firstly the photograph and secondly its content.
In these efficient times, where cars rarely break down, word processing has ironed out the idiosyncrasies of typewriters,
and digital cameras take perfect images in all conditions, old photographs have acquired an allure of authenticity and uniqueness.
In a nostalgic attempt to recapture some of that value, advertising agents and others use digital cameras and apps on phones
to produce old-appearing photographs - a phenomenon that Nathan Jurgenson described in 2011 as ‘faux-vintage’ in ‘The Faux-Vintage Photo’
- by replicating a shallow depth of field, adding scratches, etc. How, if at all, can photographs taken recently with real
127 film on real Brownie cameras be distinguished from the faux-vintage, especially as the 127 photographs have to be scanned
and made digital anyway in order to be shown on this website?
Does it matter that the photographs in this project were taken on a Brownie 127? Photography, more than any art form,
often seems to need a context, a title, an explication. We want to know who, when and where. We are unwilling to accept a photograph
as universal. It matters if the location is Glyndebourne or Strood, whether the sitter is Napoleon’s younger brother in 1856
(the photograph with which Barthes opens Camera Lucida), or myself as a child in 1962. So, yes, it is significant that these
photographs were taken with simple vintage cameras using film, because these things affect not just the photographs that are
made but also how they are received by viewers.
Many writers have tried to identify the unique character of photographs, arguing that they are about the moment, or death,
or time, that they are ubiquitous or unique, truthful or unreliable, elitist or democratic, public or private. Photographs
seem, maybe because of the relatively recent technology of photography (although film feels so weighted with history now), to
engender this kind of debate more than other kinds of ‘pictures’, such as paintings, prints or drawings. Could we not, however,
simply consider each photograph in its own right as a picture, whose form is inherent, because what surely matters in the end
is whether we give any picture a second or third glance, whether it sticks in our heads, whether it alters in some microscopic
degree how we think about the world?