A Moment from the Palm Springs Photo Festival

Earlier this week, I attended the Palm Springs Photo Festival. This intimate gathering of photographers, clients and industry people is the brain child of photographer Jeff Dunas. It’s well run and a great opportunity to make connections will peers and people from the art buying – both commercial and fine art – communities.

I signed up mainly to have my portfolio reviewed by commercial art buyers and reps. I’ve done a couple of fine art portfolio reviews lately so I felt that I’d had enough in that department. There was however one person in the fine art world for whom I harbored a singular desire to meet, but for reasons of cost and priorities, I didn’t.

This man was the Senior Curator for Photography at the Amon Carter Museum in Texas. For most, this museum may mean nothing, however, it was this museum that commissioned Richard Avedon to create his magnum opus, In the American West. My recent project, The Bakken, was directly inspired by Avedon. For me the connection is exceptionally real.

Seeing John Rohrbach standing by himself in the lobby of the hotel, I approached him and asked if he had time to review my work. He agreed but had another appointment with a photographer. I agreed to wait. And wait I did. Almost two hours passed until he appeared again. Patience paid off.

I’ve had my work reviewed by many, many people. I may get a little energized – though rarely nervous or anxious at a review – but that’s about it. Such was not the case during my meeting. I could barely breath as I narrated my images and responded to his questions. I spent an hour with him. He was extremely knowledgable and thoughtful. There was hardly a detail that he missed. He caught some of the inconsistencies in the work and even pointed out how one of my images was evocative of W. Eugene Smith – which was who I was thinking of when I got the shot.

For me, it was intense and emotional, truly a step into the big leagues. I didn’t hit a home run, but I didn’t strike out either. The man was guarded with his compliments yet I could see that he was sufficiently engaged with the work that he returned to several images several times, often with different interpretations or questions.

After it was over, I felt this emotional wave hit me. Almost cried. More than anything, I was made aware of the difference between really good and great. Greatness, something only attainable to a few, is indeed a leap beyond. Onward I stumble…

John

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About johnmireles

Photographer, writer, thinker, climber, outrigger canoeist, bad guitar player and even worse singer.
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One Response to A Moment from the Palm Springs Photo Festival

  1. Hi John, I was at the PSF. I barely met you at the PSF. What I mean is, I met you passing by. Your name caught my eye and thought I recognized it from somewhere, but I did not remember where. I said, hi and asked if you are a speaker. You humbly smiled and said occasionally. With that small, brief introduction we parted ways. Then today I received your Photographers Toolkit email, that I am subscribed too. Now I know where I recognized your name. Thanks for the education and I enjoyed watching your new interview video, it was inspirational. Helped me to enjoy more to keep it simple and not try to be someone I’m not.

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