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John Chervinsky

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       I chose to write about John Chervinsky . He was a self-taught photographer. He was fascinated by the concept of time and used it in his work. The work I liked was from his series titled Studio Physics. For this series , Chervinsky would create a st ill life. He would then crop the image and send it off to a painting factory to be painted in oil paint by an anonymous painter. The painting would then be sent back to him. He would then position the painting into the still life and recapture the image. In doing this he does a couple of things. He captures the passage of time, and he captures reality vs. representation.        I truly love the above piece because of how it represents the passage of time. While some images can capture the passage of time through motion, he was able to do it without motion. I love how the vibrant colors of the full - b looming flowers contrast with the dead - wilting flowers. I especially like it because that is what the flowers once looke

Ernst Haas

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  Ernst Haas started his career as a black and white photographer in Vienna. He moved to New York City in 1951 and started photographing the city using color photography. Haas found that the only way to capture the true spirit of the city was to photograph it in color. Developing color film in such vibrance and detail shows his talent and devotion to his work. Haas was a pioneer of color photography. He was even the first person to publish a color photo essay in LIFE magazine.   I chose a piece from Haas’s Exhibition  New York in Colour , 1952-1962. I love his image Rain Reflection, NY, 1952. This image is a c- print, which means it is an analog image in color . What I really like is how simple the image is and how non - busy it is. A lot of photography has to do with timing and this image proves it. As the title states this is an image from New York City. After only being in  New York a couple of times I know how busy it can be so the fact he was able to capture so little in th