
Creating images is like cooking a
special meal, which requires a cook, kitchen tools, fresh ingredients, and a
recipe that explains when to do what. If you have ever written down one of your
own recipes for a friend, you know how difficult that can be. It is easy to
forget things that seem obvious to you. So when I tried to write down my
“image-making recipe” I had to ask myself questions I had not thought about
before. It was a good exercise. I hope you will find my description clear and
that it will help you better understand and perhaps appreciate my images.
I was born in Holland in 1937. In
May 1940 the German army invaded our country. During the next five years the
occupation and the war surrounded us with violence and uncertainty. Bombing
raids, aerial battles and columns of grim looking soldiers marching in our
street were scary. My parents told me not to be afraid because, they said, our
house stood on the “lucky corner” and nothing could happen to us. I believed
them and was not afraid.
When I was very young my
grandmother had a ‘gnome forest’ in her garden. There was a small table and
four little chairs made of tree branches. At night the gnomes would sit there
and have their meals. They always knew when my sister and I were staying with
grandmother because they would leave presents for us on their table. We would
get up early and sneak out of the house to find our presents. Gnomes were as
real to me as my pet rabbit.
In 1958 I left Holland on a boat
that took me to New York. I had all my belongings in one sea trunk, a hundred
dollars in my pocket and a tuition scholarship from a small college in
Massachusetts. I left because my father had told me that he had no faith in my
ability to fend for myself and I was determined to prove him wrong.
In the next decade and a half I
did so many different things that a career counselor would have thought me mad.
I did what interested me both in my studies and in my work and when I got bored
I moved on to a new interest. That worked well until I was offered a job in
Geneva, Switzerland that turned out to be so full of learning opportunities
that it took 25 years before I got bored with it. In 1999 my wife and I
returned to America and settled in Newburyport, Massachusetts, where I started
a new career as an art photographer.
In the past few years I have
learned that creating art draws on everything that makes me who I am – body,
mind and soul. All of my experiences,
knowledge, skills and emotions play some role in the process of making images.
It is impossible to sort them all out, but to my surprise I discovered that two
of my childhood experiences have a traceable influence on the kind of images I
make today.
The feeling of
being safe in the middle of a violent world has stayed with me. Many of my
images show dark skies, contorted tree roots and decaying plants. To me these
scenes are not morbid or threatening. Rather they remind me of the fact that I
can watch their awesome beauty from the safety of my “lucky corner.” It is like
listening to the sounds of a fierce rainstorm from the comfort of your favorite
chair in front of a warm fire in the fireplace.
There came a
time when my grandmother told me that it was she who had placed the presents on
the little table in the forest and that gnomes didn’t really exist. I refused
to believe her then and I still think she was wrong. There are times when I can
sense the mystery that nature hides behind its beauty. When I walk on the beach
or through the forest I feel as if nature has just asked me a question and is
waiting for my response. I sense an invitation to a dialogue and I respond the
best way I know how - with my images.
Not long ago I showed a new image
to Valerie, the owner of the gallery that sells my work in Newburyport. She
looked at it and then turned to me and said: “Now that is a John Geesink
image.” Up to that moment I had not given “style” much thought, but her comment
started me thinking.
My style is not something that I
consciously apply to my work. To say anything about it I have to look back at
my work and see if my images share certain characteristics. Below is what I
have found so far.
I use subdued,
earthy colors and use them sparingly.
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I
love the interplay between revealing and hiding and often use shades of
darkness to achieve this effect.
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I like my images to be
so lifelike that the viewer can, as it were, run a finger over the image and
“feel” the textures – the roughness of tree bark, the softness of moss.
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I like images that
whisper, suggest and above all invite reflection.
I use two digital single lens
reflex cameras, a Nikon D200 and a Nikon D300 and three lenses, a Nikon 18-36mm-e, a 27-300mm-e and a 120-600mm-e. I carry a small pocket camera, the Panasonic
LX3 that has a 24-60mm lens, as my sketchpad. For image editing I use Adobe
Photoshop with various plug-in programs. To keep track of all my images I use
IMatch and for printing I use Qimage software. I have an Epson Stylus Pro 3800
printer that uses pigment inks and takes paper up to 17” wide. When a client
wants a larger print I print it on a friend’s Epson printer that holds 24” wide
paper on a roll. I use luster paper for all my prints.
I often have no preconceived idea
of what subject I want to capture. I make a decision to go to the beach, marsh
or forest and then I walk and observe until something strikes me. I am attracted
by the beauty of imperfect things, by evidence of the forces of nature and by
subjects that seem to point beyond themselves.
Once in a while there is a day
when I see nothing that inspires me. When that happens I pull a little card out
of my camera bag on which a friend who teaches art has written a number of
shooting assignments. That usually starts my creative engine again.
Sometimes I bring home sea debris
from the beach – crabs, shells, driftwood, etc. I use this material to compose
still lifes on top of a flatbed scanner. I made a series of images in this way
and several of these have made it into my portfolio (see under 2004, 2005 and
2009 – they are the ones with black backgrounds).
I do almost all of my
photographing in an area no farther than a 20-minute drive from my home in
Newburyport. To the east lies the Atlantic Ocean and Plum Island with its miles
of unspoiled sandy beaches. To the south lies the Great Marsh with its
salt-water marshlands that stretch for miles parallel to the coastline. To the
west lies Maudslay State Park with its 496 acres of beautiful woodlands and
fields that once formed a private estate. To the north flows the Merrimack
River, a wide tidal river that once brought clipper ships to the harbor of
Newburyport and today provides a habitat for bald eagles that once again breed
along the river.
I visit these places over and over
again. The better I know a place, the more subjects I see. Each of the areas
changes with the seasons, the weather, the tide and the time of day. Add to all
of these external changes the internal changes in my moods, thoughts and
feelings and it becomes clear that there is simply no chance that I will run
out of subjects to photograph.
When I go on vacation I shoot lots
of pictures to remind me of what I saw. These are meant as snap shots not art
images. Only once in a great while does a vacation picture become a portfolio
image. I wish I could make that happen more often. Because I love Paris I put some
of my Paris pictures on the website. These pictures are vacation shots to be
enjoyed by fellow Paris lovers.
The first step of creating an
image is to take a photograph. I use all the camera skills I have learned while
using film cameras during the last 47 years. Taking a good photograph still
requires a whole series of creative decisions before tripping the shutter. When
I come home from a shoot I load the image onto my computer and all of a sudden
I have a whole new set of creative choices available to me. This second set of
choices gives me a creative freedom that I could only dream about in the past.
No wonder this is the part of my work that I enjoy most. Here, like a painter
in front of an empty canvas, I am challenged by a seemingly endless number of
creative possibilities. True, the digital photograph I start with is not an
empty canvas, but neither is it an almost completed image. For me the
photograph serves as an underpainting or a sketch. It is the starting point of
a workflow that ends with the final image. Along the way I will touch the 10
million pixels that make up my “underpainting’. I rearrange them and change
their colors and luminosity and I often do this several times before I am
satisfied with the final printed image.
Not all of my photographs require
the same amount of creative work. Once or twice a year I take a photograph that
requires only minor editing before becoming part of my portfolio, but most of
my photographs require extensive editing, which may take one or more days to
complete. If I know exactly what I want the final image to look like the work
goes faster. Often, however, the final image emerges during the editing. One of
my favorite images called “Dreaming of May” started as a snapshot. I almost
deleted it but then, just for fun, I started to play with the image. After an
hour or so I suddenly saw a fascinating image emerge. It took another two days
before I had transformed the snapshot into one of my most favorite images.
There are no
standards for how much a photograph can be edited and still be considered a
photograph. I came to digital imaging as a photographer, not as a painter. I
don’t want my images to look as if they were painted. But neither do I want
them to look like a print made from a negative in a darkroom. The challenge for
me is to explore what digital photography can contribute as a unique art form.
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I make images
because I love the work. I feel satisfied when I can add a new image to my
portfolio. But I feel most satisfied when an image strikes a responsive chord
with a viewer.