Eggleston vs Penn

   I'll begin by stating, that I'm a fan of William Eggleston's photography, but for a couple of decades now I've been a little confused by his photography of clouds in his book "Zenith". To me, they seem very un-Eggleston. Is this what he truly sees when he looked up? Another confusing chapter of this story is the acclaim of this work. A large scale exhibition at the world famous Gagosian Gallery in New York City.

The painting size prints were listed at $185,000 each. A hefty some for a living photographer and a mundane subject. But Eggleston has made a long career from the mundane. BTW, I hate how the art world feels that photography has to compete with painting.

As for myself, I see things differently, more powerfully and structured. And with this current heatwave, and not leaving the house, I decided to aim my tiny point and shoot camera towards the sky from my roof deck. Taking only one photo a day, I tried to accurately capture what I see in the clouds.

June 19th

June 20th

June 21st

June 22nd

June 23rd

My photos are full of contrast, grit and noise, and would never be printed to the scale of Eggleston's photos, because I'm a firm believe in the intimate experience when it come to looking at my photos. This is something that I would like to continue doing.