Wednesday, June 25, 2008

Interview: Allison V. Smith

I’ve heard Allison V. Smith’s name in the blogosphere here or there, and I finally spent some time on her blog and ordered her zine, and I am officially a huge fan. She’s seriously good. I had some questions for her, and she was kind enough to let me post our conversation here.


Copyright © Allison V. Smith

Liz: So, looking over your résumé, it seems like you had your start in journalism, and you’re now working as an editorial photographer and doing your personal projects, too. What’s your background? What’s your story? Where’d you go to school? How did you get where you are today?

Allison: I’ve known I wanted to be a photographer since I was fifteen. I’m the youngest of five and it wasn’t very easy finding my voice within my large, active family. As soon as I discovered photography, I had my own way to communicate. My tenth-grade photo teacher exposed us to Diane Arbus, Cindy Sherman, Lee Friedlander, Walker Evans. She would give us assignments specifically based on photographers—“Go shoot a Cindy Sherman portrait,” etc. I could not get enough of photography.

Frustrated with college, I took a year off and studied at the Maine Photographic Workshops in the fall and then interned at the now-defunct Dallas Times Herald in the spring. It was a very important year for my photography. It was that year that I knew I wanted to make pictures for a living. Newspaper photography seemed to be the answer. It would feed my need to photograph daily and to be published. I finished college at SMU in Dallas and immediately started working for newspapers. I worked as an intern and full-time at seven newspapers over fifteen years. It was an amazing time to be a newspaper photojournalist—experience and knowledge that I will never forget! But I knew I wanted more.

In 2004, I quit to pursue freelance photography and my own personal artwork. Today my freelance work for magazines and newspapers supports me as a fine-art photographer. I’m represented in Dallas at the Barry Whistler Gallery, known for showing contemporary Texas artists. The Dallas Museum of Art and The Museum of Fine Arts, Houston, both purchased two images from my last show at the Barry Whistler Gallery in 2006.


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L: Do you find that living in Dallas (i.e., anywhere outside New York), it’s harder or easier to get work? Does location even matter?

A: I am a half-breed. I am half-Texan, half-Maine. I hope to live both places someday. For now, Dallas is a wonderful place to live and work. I’m a laid-back Texan, and it definitely suits my personality—not to mention that the artists’ scene in Texas and especially Dallas is very supportive and a great place to be.


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L: Do you shoot medium-format? Digital? Strictly film? Whatever works? Does that kind of stuff interest you, or is the equipment kind of ancillary? (I read an interview with Eggleston where he said he just picked up whichever camera was around when he walked out the door. Seemed really random.)

A: I shoot it all. I have digital for mostly freelance jobs. I shoot Hasselblad and Lomo and Widelux for myself. Occasionally, a client will ask me to shoot with one of my film cameras for an assignment.


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L: I’ve been working a lot lately (in my mind, on my blog) on developing my vision (for lack of a better word), my style, my whatever you want to call it. I think this all relates to knowing what matters to me, figuring out what I want to photograph. It’s all tied together. Part of what I love about your zine is how cohesive it is. It includes a wide variety of photos, but they all hang together really well and seem to be talking the same language. Did that just happen for you, or did you work at it? Either way, how?

A: I think it is for sure something that has developed over time. I work hard at improving all the time. My ninety-six-year-old grandfather taught me that you never stop growing and evolving as a person or an artist. Part of my zine was an effort to loosen up my style, not worry so much about making the composition perfect. It has been a great exercise for me.


Copyright © Allison V. Smith


Copyright © Allison V. Smith

L: Do you feel like you get pigeonholed in a particular genre? I mean, are you known as an editorial photographer, or a fine-art photographer, or both? Do you feel like people are open to blurring boundaries? Maybe I’ve just been watching too much CNN, but I heard James Carville the other day talking about how if a politician doesn’t define himself, someone else will define him, so you need to control the message. I hate the way that sounds (Carville’s voice is ringing in my ears), but I think there’s something to be said for the fact that people do like to categorize and define each other. Is there a way to avoid that as a photographer? Or do you just say, “Fuck it,” and do what you want and screw what people think you are (or aren’t)?

A: I think about this all the time. You know people in the art world don’t quite appreciate newspaper photographers the way I think they should be respected. There are some amazing photographers out there—Damon Winter, Mona Reeder, David Leeson—all of whom I consider some of the best photographers in the country. Yet, you never see their names outside the newspaper worlds. Damon is hands down one of the finest portrait photographers there is, and besides seeing his credit in The New York Times, you never see his name. So this makes me mad and it kind of gives me the attitude of, “Fuck it.” I am just going to be who I am. I am going to continue working for clients who are wonderful to work for, who hire me for my vision rather than tell me how to shoot something. I am going to continue to shoot for myself, and I hope for more beautiful exhibits in the future. I am going to continue to make zines and postcards. I am going to continue to shoot for myself as often as I possibly can because, in the end, I love photography. I love photographers and photo books. It’s who I am, what I am.


Copyright © Allison V. Smith

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Tuesday, October 02, 2007

Julia Dean

I know I’ve said this before on this blog, but it’s worth repeating: If you’re anywhere in Southern California, go to www.juliadean.com, look over the wide selection of courses and the phenomenal instructors, and sign up for a class. What the hell are you waiting for?

First of all, Julia Dean is the coolest person you’ll meet, and a wonderful photographer and teacher on top of that. And she surrounds herself with the best group of people—from the instructors she brings in, to her office staff (shout out to Natalie!), to her volunteers. And come on, she’s on the boardwalk in Venice. Can you beat that?

Plus, the students there are consistently good. Everybody is there to learn, there’s none of that competitve bullshit you get at so many places, and you walk away from classes feeling you’ve made some lifelong friends.

Can you tell I like the place?

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Tuesday, August 28, 2007

Pancakes

This weekend I was up in Carmel at a workshop at the Center for Photographic Art, attending a workshop led by David Gardner and Chris Pichler. Gardner is a master printer (think Ansel Adams, Edward Weston, etc.) and Pichler is the publisher of Nazraeli Press (think John Divola, Todd Hido, etc.). The workshop was on publishing the photo book, and I learned about it on Mary Virginia Swanson’s blog (here).

Beyond making some friends (check out Charity Vargas), the real benefit for me was in getting to show my work to both David and Chris, as well as the larger group, and getting such a positive reception. I thought I was on the right track with my In Store series, but when you’re just showing your work to your family and friends, it’s hard to feel like you’ve gotten an objective assessment. Hearing everyone respond to my work was kind of wild—sort of like the first time you see your name on Conscientious. (“Hey, that’s me they’re talking about!” Freaky.)

I think the most important thing I got out of the weekend was the understanding that I should trust my own instincts. It’s always nice to get some outside recognition, but when it comes to validation of my work, only one person matters, and that’s me.

Meanwhile, I’ve been shooting up a storm—a storm of pancakes. Damon Bishop, my sister Cara’s boyfriend, is sponsoring the first International Pancake Film Festival in their Chicago apartment in a week or two, and he’s asked me to supply photographs of pancakes to be used as the background of the title cards in the DVD, which will include all the short pancake films that their friends have entered in the festival. (Damon is a master DVD maker. I think Rump Shakin’ is my favorite of his.) So I leave you with photos of pancakes. Yum! (Except for the blueberry ones—just looking at them makes me want to puke. I like mine straight up, with pure maple syrup. None of that fruit and whipped-cream bullshit.)


Copyright © 2007 Liz Kuball


Copyright © 2007 Liz Kuball


Copyright © 2007 Liz Kuball


Copyright © 2007 Liz Kuball


Copyright © 2007 Liz Kuball


Copyright © 2007 Liz Kuball

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Friday, May 18, 2007

Paparazzi

I was in Venice last night for week four of an Aline Smithson–led class at the Julia Dean Photo Workshops. (Can’t say enough good things about Aline and Julia—if you’re in Southern California, taking a JDPW class would be a good move.) On the way home, my boyfriend and I stopped off at Hows Market on the PCH in Malibu so he could get something to eat. While he was examining Nutrition Facts labels on products he had no intention of buying, I was wandering around at the front of the store, camera over my shoulder. The checkout guy came up to me and said, “You’re not paparazzi, are you?”

“No.”

“Well, if you are, you just missed her.”

I laughed. Then as we were paying, he said, “Sorry about that. We have to be careful about paparazzi, and Paris just left three minutes ago, so I thought maybe you were one of them. They can put their cameras up to the window, but they’re not allowed in the store.”

“Paris Hilton?” I asked.

I think that’s what finally confirmed for him that I wasn’t paparazzi. That, or my boyfriend’s laughter.


Copyright © 2007 Liz Kuball

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Saturday, February 10, 2007

I heart L.A.

Superbrief comments for the evening: Went to the first afternoon of a two-day course at The Julia Dean Photo Workshops, and, man, is she good. I learned so much in just four hours. Back there again Sunday afternoon, and then Monday for the first of six monthly meetings for another workshop.

Bottom line: If you’re in Southern California and you’re into photography, get yourself over to the boardwalk in Venice and take a workshop at Julia Dean’s. It’s money (and time) well spent.


Copyright © 2007 Liz Kuball

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Sunday, February 04, 2007

Peter Parker

My boyfriend and I spend a lot of time in the car, and with my vow to take and post a new photo every day, he’s gotten used to being in the middle of a conversation with me—one or the other of us talking—and hearing me shout out, “Stop!” I think he’s almost gotten to the point where he starts to hit the brakes before I purse my lips to say the p. Today was one of those days, and the result is the photo you see below. I think all the adults were inside watching the Super Bowl, and there were just a few kids in the yard. I learned from one of them—a boy, maybe six years old?—that it was his birthday and that his cousin’s birthday is in eight days. That’s why they have Spider-Man in their yard.


Copyright © 2007 Liz Kuball

Next weekend, I’m taking a two-day course at The Julia Dean Photo Workshops in Venice. And that week is also the start of a six-month workshop I’m taking there called “The Long-Term Project”—that’s the one I’m really eager for. I have a couple different project ideas, but the one I think I’ll start with involves the Los Angeles County line. I don’t know that I can articulate my plan just yet—I’m still thinking and researching and figuring out why I’m drawn to this in the first place—but I think it’ll have something to do with following the county line from where it starts just west of Malibu all the way up past Santa Clarita, east through the Antelope Valley near where David Hockney did his Pearblossom Hwy., and then down past Disneyland and toward the beach again.

This will be my first long-term project, so I’m not sure how it’ll play out. I’m assuming (and hoping!) that the project will evolve as I get into it, and that when I start I can’t possibly know what I’ll find. I’ll still post daily photos to my blog, but I’m sure you’ll start seeing some from this project instead of just the one-offs I’ve been posting so far. So stay tuned. It should be fun!

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