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On Ruin Value

I feel slightly guilty when I post something which is not directly related to photography, but then I have to remind myself that this isn’t actually a photoblog, it’s simply a blog for things that I find interesting. On that note I recently came to this interesting essay on Sebald, recent German history and the architectural concept of ruinenwert, or ruin value via a friend. Ruinenwert is the idea of constructing a building with the intention that it should look aesthetically pleasing as a ruin, as a future fragment of the original building.

Sebald wrote that when we see a huge building ‘we gaze at it in wonder, a kind of wonder which in itself is a form of dawning horror, for somehow we know by instinct that outsize buildings cast the shadow of their own destruction before them, and are designed from the first with an eye to their later existence as ruins.’ Judging by some of the architects I’ve met I’m not sure how many of them possess the modesty to entertain the idea of their creations existing as ruins, however I am aware of two who definitely did.

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Model of the ruins of Pompeii

One was Albert Speer (1905-1981) who developed the concept of ruinenwert while designing buildings for the 1936 Berlin Olympics and articulated the idea in the essay Die Ruinenwerttheorie. For Speer the possible appearance of his buildings as ruins was important because he saw them potentially inspiring future Germans in the same way the ruins of ancient Rome were integral to the myth  building of Italian fascism. Heretical though it might have been to suggest that the Nazi era mightcome to an end, it was also a tacit recognition of the power of the mighty remains of one civilisation to inspire the asthetics and ideology of another. It’s an obvious irony that despite the massive destruction soon wrought on Germany, many of these buildings did indeed survive, the Detlev-Rohwedder-Haus, which now houses the German finance ministry, is one notable example.

Earlier though was Sir John Soane (1753–1837), who frequently commissioned paintings of his buildings as ruins. For Soane, who like Speer drew inspiration from antiquity, this practice placed his buildings in the same lineage as those he admired. For example in this drawing of the Bank of England, which turned out to be strangely pre-emptive, as at the start of the twentieth century Soane’s beautiful interiors were ripped out and replaced leaving only the exterior walls of the bank remaining. He also discussed constructing his own home with a thought to its latter ruination, in the essay Crude Hints, he wrote ‘O man, man, how short is thy foresight. in less than half a century – in a few years – before the founder was scarcely mouldering in the dust, no trace to be seen of the artist within its walls, the edifice presenting only a miserable picture of frightful dilapidation’. Perhaps these words lingered on his mind, as Soane later secured an act of parliament before his death to preserve his home as a museum.

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Ruins of Coventry Cathedral

Recently I read that the now shelved plans for a vast nuclear waste dump under Yucca Mountain, Nevada had included a call for designs for warning signs that would last 10,000 years. Intriguingly this is a fraction of the time that they would really be required to survive if they were to warn of the buried waste until after it had ceased to be dangerous, not to mention that like early archaeologists encountering an Egyptian ruin, those signs might well be the remnants of a forgotten, inexplicable civilisation, the messages on the signs might have become meaningless and untranslatable within that time. By contrast at the Onkalo nuclear waste site in Finland, designers have tried to find a balance between making the site impossible to find and access, and leaving enough visual clues for anyone who might find it about the nature of what it contains. One proposal for how to do this suggested carving a copy of Munch’s The Scream into the entrance.

I think I find the idea of ruinenwert fascinating partly because it sheds light all creative practice, not just architecture. All things have a lifespan and are subject to disintegration and decay, even in an age where digitisation appears to offer the equivalent of immortality for media like photographs and text. Digital technology is of course far more sensitive and susceptible to the ravages of time than say a stone hieroglyphic. Similarly all created things are liable to be seen and understood in drastically different contexts to the ones in which they were originally located. One wonders what might remain in a thousand years of today’s culture, let alone in ten thousand years. What strange perspective on our culture might future archaeologists have from our surviving ruins, particularly if all that remains are underground caverns housing thousands of tens of tons of deadly waste, will these be our pyramids?

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Concept for Yucca Mountain warning sign by Yulia Hanansen

Ruinenwert seems to be both so profoundly egotistical and yet still requires the recognition that even the most sturdy, long standing building is just a flicker that by comparison to the landscape in which it is constructed lasts only for a moment. Shelly noted the transience of passing empires in the poem Ozymandias, describing the statue of a king lying shattered in a desert wasteland. Less well know is Smith’s poem of the same name, written at the same time, and dwelling on similar themes but relating them more directly to the present, as British interests overseas were expanding into what would become an empire occupying almost a quarter of the world. He suggested that perhaps one day:

‘Where London stood, holding the Wolf in chace
He meets some fragment huge, and stops to guess
What powerful but unrecorded race
Once dwelt in that annihilated place’.

Double Exposures III

 

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Double Exposures II

Watching over you.

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Double Exposures I

Its probably something of a miracle that after four months of an intense MA course that I have the free time and the urge to take photographs simply for the fun of it. To that end I’ve been doing some multiple exposures, which are wonderfully liberating in their sheer randomness. You can try to plan them, but they still invariably end up suprising you:

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Double Exposures IV

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Canvey Graffiti

I’m hardly unique in drawing considerable inspiration from Tim Hetherington. His work is fantastically multifaceted, but one element I particularly like is the way he often focused in on quite peripheral details to the main story he was exploring, for example photographing graffiti. I’ve been working on a project about Canvey island and the relationship between the island and the sea. The island’s existence is maintained by 24 km of seawall which keep the Thames estuary at bay and one element of it I’ve been recording is the graffiti people have daubed along large stretches of it. Unfortunately I can’t see it fitting into my project in its current form, so instead I’ll share some here.

Some of what is written on the Canvey sea wall is done in chalk and will soon wash away, other bits have been daubed in paint and will remain for decades. Some bits can be dated because they reference long defunct events or movements. The Argentinian cruiser The Belgrano sunk thirty years ago during the Falklands war, or mentions of sixties proto-teen movements like The Mods and The Rockers. Some bits suggest a cry of frustration, teenage angst or racist anger. I don’t want to suggest the graffiti on the sea wall represents average Canveyites, actually I think its probably the opposite. It seems more like a noticeboard for the marginalised and transient to make statements that lots of people will see.

Return to Canvey

I’m back on Canvey Island for my second stint. I’ve done a couple of interviews so far and shot quite a bit of environmental and landscape material. I’m still not fully sure how the two will pair up when it comes down to the edit but I suppose there’s something to be said for not predefining a project too much before its even been shot. At the moment the theme is the relationship between islanders and the sea. The sea obviously defines the identity of Canvey and its inhabitants to a significant extent. At the same time it presents a constant threat to the existence of the island by risk of flooding. In 1953 a massive flood killed almost sixty people. The sea defenses are far more advanced today, but in a place where the average land height is three meters below water level that risk will always remain. Anyway here are a few photos.

I’m gradually uploading more work from this project over on Flickr and will doubtless post the finished multimedia piece here in the coming weeks.

Review: London Street Photography

On a chilly Friday morning not so long ago I got up unpleasantly early and stumbled out bleary eyed into a fetid bus crowded with other unfortunate victims of the ol’ nine to five. Unlike them however I wasn’t going to work, but was instead heading to the Museum of London for an early morning preview of a new exhibition exploring the history of street photography in London. From the early years of photography when shooting street scenes was a public spectacle itself involving cumbersome plate glass cameras and long exposure times, through to the unobtrusive iPhone wielding street photographers of today, the exhibition covers an enormous range of styles and subject matter and includes work by no less than 59 photographers.

I should say right now that I’m not a fan of street photography, for reasons I’ll probably get around to discussing another time. For the purpose of this article these reasons are unimportant because despite my prejudices I still thoroughly enjoyed the exhibition. It stimulated me as photographer, but also as a historian and as a Londoner.

Historically it makes for fascinating viewing. Photographs are displayed chronologically, and as you move around the room you witness London changing and developing across a century and a half. Some locations appear several times and you can see them metamorphosing, becoming more and more like they are today. Other elements also evolve, the style of clothes become more familiar, the number of non-white faces grow, and we see British culture becoming increasingly influence by American trends and brands.

Also shown are pivotal moments and periods in the capital’s history. Particularly interesting for me were the photographs of the racial and class tensions of the 1970’s. Photographs of skinheads in the streets, for example, seemed hard to connect with the London I grew up in only a decade and a half later. Other photographs were more familiar, one of a black man and a white woman kissing seemed to sum up the relationship between London and its immigrant population, unbreakable and mutually supporting.

The photography itself changes drastically across the exhibition. There are technical innovations, as cameras get smaller and exposure times faster, with resultant changes in how photographers approach their subjects. We also see subject matter change, particularly in the inter-war period, as photographers shift their focus from capturing fairly generic street scenes to highlighting the capital’s inequalities. Then compositional approaches change, as an influx of émigrés escaping from occupied Europe bring with them a more modernist style of photography visually at odds with the quite formal style that had held sway since the 1860’s and which it rapidly displaced.

What surprised me most was the technique involved in of some of the photographs. Street photography has something of a reputation for rough, even crude photographs. The need to get the shot often very quickly and surreptitiously can inevitably lead to compromises in technique. Some photographers play to this, for example by intentionally over rating films to heighten grain and contrast, emphasising the grittiness of the street and their own obliviousness to a photographic cliché . Some of those in this exhibition however were undeniably beautiful. George Reid’s for example are really stunning, shot with a plate glass camera with beautiful control over exposure and depth of field, and clearly carefully planned and executed.

This said some of the photographers in the exhibition were noticeably weaker than others, and particularly amongst the photographs from the ninteenth century through to the early twentieth century at least a few seemed to have been included more for historical interest than their photographic merit. None the less this is an exhibition with much to offer, whether to the budding street photographer, social historian, or born and bred Londoner.

London street photography runs until September 4th 2011 at the Museum of London and is free.