I bought myself a totally random gift with some Christmas money (which is apparently still a thing in our house).
I got a Sigma DP2 Quattro mostly because it’s profoundly weird and flawed. It refused to take good photos in low light (below, say, ISO 800 and even at 400 it’s dodgy). Its white balance is bizarre at best. It takes forever to write to its memory card and its autofocus is more a general suggestion than a precise instrument. I get about 50 shots from a battery. On top of that, it looks like a early-1990s mobile phone and is difficult to use without pushing a random button.
On the other hand, the camera has a FOVEON SENSOR (which I’m guessing is related to the Greek word for FEAR). This sensor is low contrast, but incredibly sensitive to color and light. There are those who feel like it is very close to film (which is the audiophile equivalent of saying a DAC sounds like vinyl or a solid-state amplifier sounds like tubes). Others praise the colors it produces and how it captures shading and tone.
Most admit that taking photos with a Sigma camera forces you to slow down. Since a battery only offers 40 or 50 shots, each shot takes about 20 seconds to write to the memory card, and the camera is bizarrely designed, it requires a bit of thought before using it and despite being digital, it will not offer immediate rewards, especially if you have to process the photos using the primitive Sigma Photo Pro application (which is necessary for Sigma’s proprietary X3F . It is effectively the opposite of my Ricoh GRIII which is the quintessential point and shoot.
As an aside: it turns out that slowing done on a walk in the park when it’s -3° F isn’t as therapeutic as I had envisioned. That said, there will be warmer days and I’m looking forward to my leisurely strolls through the village in Cyprus and Greece.
I’ve only had the camera for a few days and I’m still trying to figure out how to take good photos with it, but I’m having fun. My plan is to get some monochrome images from the Sigma before my photography habit (cough, discipline) succumbs to the new semester.
I don’t really do New Year’s resolutions, but I do think that the end of a calendar year is a good time to reflect on what I can do better, more, or differently. Even if these musings only inspire a moment of reflection, then I think they’ve more or less served their purpose.
My goals last year were things like play more chess (which I think that I managed to do: I played just under 800 games of chess on chess.com and Lichess in various formats (5 minute blitz games, 10+5 games, 3 Day games, and even some “bullet” games, just for fun). I started writing more in my notebook. I exercised consistently. And I finished my Bakken book. I tried to do more for others, which in hindsight is probably not something that I should designate a resolution.
In 2026, I have two routine goals.
1. Write 100 Notebook Entries. Last year, I managed about 65 and felt like there were times when I wanted to write and had things to write, but for some reason just didn’t do it. I think that 100 is within easy reach. After all, it’s just two per week right?
Beyond the nice round number, I feel like 100 entries will be enough for me to figure out whether writing regularly in a notebook will help me become a better writer and thinker. My biggest concern is whether short, thoughtful writing exercises, like a notebook promotes will help me refine my writing in ways that longer, more relaxed, and digitally mediated exercises don’t.
2. Take Photos. I don’t really keep track of how many photos I take, but I know that I sometimes grow lazy and don’t carry my camera with me when I’m out on walks, I’ve struggled to make time to work on some interior photographs (which I have planned for a little photo essay), and I don’t necessarily take photographs with any sense of discipline. As a result, I accumulate random snapshots, poorly composed pictures, and sometimes go days without using a camera. This, of course, isn’t the recipe for becoming a better (or more satisfying) photographer.
There are two specific goals:
3. Finish PKAP II. This manuscript is killing me. This is the second volume documenting my work with David Pettegrew and Scott Moore at the sites of Pyla-Koutsopetria and Pyla-Vigla on Cyprus. At some point around 2014, we had 75% of the volume complete … and then it stalled. It stalled for a many reasons: I started working at Polis and in the Western Argolid; some of our authors enjoy fieldwork more than writing; David and I started editing the Oxford Handbook of Early Christian Archaeology; Scott became a Distinguished Professor; David and I worked together to publish EKAS, and so on. Over the last two years, we’ve managed to close the gap to about 95%. We’re waiting on ONE contributor who has promised us her chapter “by the end of the month” (which month was not entirely clear, but a promise is a promise). We have the rest of the bits and bobs in place. We have to finish this now.
4. Get North Dakota Quarterly on more sound financial footing. As readers of this blog know, the University of Nebraska Press pulled the carpet out from under NDQ at the end of the summer forcing us to scramble to raise money for a subvention to keep our relationship with that press. This wasn’t a great situation, but things like this happen. Publishing is a proverbial “frog eat frog” business. I’ll post a longer note on this later in the year.
Things are still in flux for the Quarterly, although I feel confident that we have at least two more years of issues ahead of us. My goal is to get NDQ funded through volume 100 and then some time between volume 95 and 98 step aside as editor so that someone else can shape the Quarterly knowing that they have a stable funding situation.
There are two larger “big picture” goals:
5. More Discipline, Less Habit. Over the last year, I’ve found myself becoming pretty habitual with things. I write my blog, I exercise, I play chess, I read stuff, keep on top of my classes, and try to be a good departmental citizen. My abiding concern is that some of this has become just habit. In other words, I’m doing stuff because it’s the stuff I do.
Most days, routine involves playing a listless game of chess or moving my legs on my indoor bike just to do exercise (rather than with a plan on improvement or even enjoying the moment). It’s here that any sense of discipline lapses and instead routine takes over. I want more days where I do things intentionally and fewer where I just shuffle through my routine.
6. Community. Our department has been going through a rough spot lately. I think it was prompted by a combination of new blood and the disappointment that comes when expectations elevate ever so slightly. To be clear, new blood and elevated expectations aren’t bad in and of themselves, but sometimes our eagerness for change outpaces the capacity of institutions and colleagues to change. As a result, things get tense and community breaks down.
This year, I’m going to think more about community and how we can create a department, institution, classroom, and society that feels more committed to each other than to some kind of ideal, goal, or outcome. I’m not entirely sure what this will involve in practice, but I am very certain that it will involve listening more than I speak (never an easy thing for a middle-aged dude), not looking for problems to solve (and indulging my savior complex), but for opportunities to celebrate, and keeping my fucking head down.
The younger dog and I have been hanging out on the frozen Red River of the North looking for the elusive “government cheese.” Unfortunately, yesterday we had a bit of an ice storm and that will curtail our walks for a day or so until the ice burns off.
In the meantime here are a few photos from our strolls. My apologies for the “Bleach Bypass” setting on the Ricoh GRIII on the color photos. I like the look and it captured the icy, low-sun, day.
This is probably the last Friday post of the year. I would love to share some quick hits and varia, but the hectic end of the semester routine of grading, reading, and writing has made it hard for me to get my act together. So instead sharing what I’ve found in my rambles on the web, I’m going to share some of another little “project” with you.
Over the last year, I’ve started to take photography a bit more seriously. I’ve always enjoyed taking photos and my dad was an avid photographer. As a kid he taught me the general principles of photography and helped me figure out various kinds of cameras.
When I was in graduate school in the late 1990s and early 2000s, I practiced being more deliberate in how I took photographs. This made sense partly because I was using slide film (!) and as a graduate student my budget was limited. I also was visiting sites that, at the time, I had no real idea whether I would be able to see them again or using my camera to document archaeological work that was methodologically (or procedurally) ephemeral. In many ways, I came to treat my camera as a professional tool.
During the last decade or so, I had the opportunity to work alongside some great photographers: Ryan Stander, John Holmgren, Kyle Cassidy, and Richard Rothaus. They’ve all taken the time to remind me how to use my camera in a more technically proficient way and that making photographs is more than just taking snapshots.
All this is a rambling prologue to this. I’ve posted about 125 of my photos here. Most of them come on my various walks in Grand Forks; some are from my walks on Cyprus and Greece.
I generally shoot with two cameras: a Ricoh GRIII and a Sony a7CR.
The former is what it is. I tend to crop things and occasionally fuss with color, but mostly like high contrast black and white.
On the latter I use a range of lenses. My favorite at the moment is Voigtländer Nokton 50 mm f/1.2.
I have a Zeiss Batis 40 mm f/2 that I mostly use when I absolutely have to get a photograph right.
When I can make a mess of things, I use a Jupiter 8 50 mm f/2, for example:
Or a vintage Super Takumar 28 mm f/3.5:
Or a Super Takumar 55 mm f/1.8:
As far as some kind of vision for my photographs, I’m mostly trying to gain technical confidence, but the more photos I take the more I’m coming to appreciate how light produces texture and the fleeting character of the slight variations that exist on the surface of all things. As I take most of my photos on my mid-morning walks, I’m finding that I’ve started to slow down and look more carefully at my surroundings. Rather than producing a deeper appreciation of what I see on my walk, taking photographs has led me to see the world in a much more superficial way.
Maybe there’s something in this that reflects our growing interest in the interplay between objects rather than their deeper meaning.
Good morning and welcome to my Thanksgiving liveblog. Last year and in 2021 I live blogged my Thanksgiving morning. Not quite a tradition, but two point make a line and three points make a triangle. Or something.
It’s a brisk 20° outside and I’ll start the coals and finish preparing the smoker in a few minutes. The goal is to get the turkey on about 8:00 am for dinner around 2 pm or 3 pm.
7:15 AM
Coals are on and Surviving Rome is open while I listen to the opening tracks of Larry Young on Blue Note (playlist, but based on the 1991 box set). The first tracks are Young and Grant Green from his 1964 Talkin’ About. Green and Young have very solid rapport with Young being more adventurous and Green, well, doing Grant Green things.
Surviving Rome starts as one might expect. New interest in the 90% bolstered by archaeology, non-literary texts, new ways of thinking about ancient economic life (and labor), and hat tips to precarity, the first global economy, and Sir Moses Finley. Good stuff so far.
Now, I better check those coals.
7:45 AM
Bowes is talking about how to categories the laboring “poor” or the 90% of the Roman world with an appropriate reference to E.P. Thompson’s Making of the English Working Class.
Grant Green and Larry Young are playing “I’m an Old Cowhand” and the coals are holding at 225° which is as good as place as any to start smoking.
7:50 AM
The turkey is on and Sam Rivers is playing with Larry Young and Grant Green on Into Somethin’ (1964). So good!
8:15 AM
The turkey is holding steady at 225° and I’ve made it through the Surviving Rome introduction. Bowes tells us a good bit about what this book will not to do: appeal to Marxist theories, macro-economic studies, conventional categories (e.g. class, the poor, labor, et c.), concepts such as premodern or subsistence, histories of capital (see Piketty), UN Model Life Tables, or comparisons with ethnographic examples (beyond allusions to modern America and her neighbors in Philadelphia).
The book is leaning into the very contemporary concept of precarity to describe the live of the 90% in Rome. The problem isn’t so much having enough food as being able to save.
8:50 AM
I’m close to hitting the turkey with the first pile of wood chips to get the smoking started. I’ll probably do two rounds of apple wood smoke at around 9 am and around 10 am (with the latter being mostly performative as I’m not sure how much smoke the turkey will take on 2 hours into cooking).
Surviving Rome is getting interesting. The first chapter makes clear Bowes’s commitment to understanding Roman economic life through practice, particularly the “cognitive context” for Roman numeracy. Of particular interest (no pun intended) are the various accounting documents on ostraca, papyrus, inscriptions, and graffiti. I have often wondered how graffiti accounting worked. It was not that uncommon to find scratched lists, quantities, and prices on walls (even in 5th and 6th century churches!), but commonly in places where commerce too place. Once the graffito was made, what prevented someone from manipulating it? How was it erased or marked when accounts were closed? How did these things function? An ostraca could be thrown down a well or papyrus torn up, but accounting records scratched into the wall of a building seemed more public and persistent and not the kind of ephemeral accounting documents one might expect from myriad small scale transactions.
One thing I admire about Bowes’s writing is her use of concluding sentences in her paragraphs. She almost always reiterates the main point of the paragraph in clear language in the last sentence. In fact, these sentences are so sharp and clear that they help carry the book along and make it much more readable.
Larry Young is back with Grant Green on Street of Dreams (1964) with Bobby Hutcherson on vibes. It’s good and easy and spacious:
9:30 AM
I’ve put on some coals for the fire just to keep things going should the temperatures lag a bit. So far, we’re holding steady over 200° and the turkey has pushed past 115°. There tends to be a little lull at 150° and it’s important to keep the heat on to keep it from stalling too long and drying out.
Bowes’s book is getting into the nitty-gritty of Roman account reasoning. There’s a lot in the first chapter, but one point that’s pretty great is that some Romans learned certain accounting ideas in the Roman army where soldiers bought their provisions against their pay on a regular basis. When veterans mustered out and returned to their communities they brought their accounting methods with them and this probably led to the propagation of some form of debts and income in Roman rural society among the 90%.
She also probably answered my question about graffito. It is perhaps their permanence that made this a useful methods. Once a debt was settled, there was a record of what was purchases, how much it cost, and how much was paid. Scratching it into a wall would have marked the transaction settled.
Grant Green and Larry Young are together once more on Green’s I Want to Hold You Hand (1966). It’s unapologetically pop-y, but not unsophisticated with Young and Green trading gestures and solos. It’s just the kind of relaxed music that makes Thanksgiving morning feel right and cosy.
10:10 AM
The turkey feels a bit ahead of schedule (but I suppose this is better than late) with internal temperatures in the 140° already. I figure two more hours should do it.
I managed to get through the first chapter of Bowes’s book. I very much appreciate her emphasis on practice and found many points of contact between her work and some things that I occasionally think about. For example, she noted how Egyptian contract even between non-citizens often looked to the state for enforcement. This is despite the fact the Roman courts were not particularly “kind to non-citizens.” That said, they still found that Roman courts were places where appeals could be heard and adjudicated fairly. This reminds me of some of the arguments that Anthony Kaldellis made for the legitimacy of the Roman state being grounded in popular expectations that Roman officials (up to and including the emperor) behaved in fair, consistent, and magnanimous ways.
I’m onto the heart of Larry Young’s discography right now and listening to his masterpiece Unity (1966). Woody Shaw’s trumpet is great and Young’s playing is adventurous and compelling. I love this album.
Finally, I have the Richmond – Furman basketball game in the background which is on ESPN2. Sort of a scrappy start for my Spiders who really should take care of Furman and keep their perfect record unscathed.
11:15 AM
We’re getting there. The Spiders are being out Princeton-ed by Furman which is profoundly annoying, but I guess what happens sometimes. Evidently the Mighty Spiders have no plan when driven toward the baseline other than to turn the ball over.
The music continues to roll and the reading has slowed to a holiday crawl.
The turkey is sitting at 155° and some extra coals should nudge it along to completion.
Noon
The Spiders have somehow pulled within 3 with 2:00 left to place in a bit of a Thanksgiving miracle! Suddenly they are showing a new level of defensive tenacity!
Along similar lines, the turkey seems done in slightly over 4 hours. This is record for us and is a bit baffling to be honest as the smoker temperatures didn’t get above 225° for most of the morning.
A 1 pm meal is a bit early even by our standards, but it gives us plenty of time to have a turkey lunch and dinner!
Thanks for hanging out with me this morning and I hope you all (who observe) have a happy Thanksgiving.
This year, things got complicated as I was out of town and the first snow was barely worth noting (some flurries). Today, however, we have a more convincing candidate for the first snow, although it is still not sticking to pavement. Anyway, breaking with tradition, I now offer an alternate first snow.
As readers of this blog know, I’m toiling on the final revisions of a small book project. I’ve outlined the book here. And posted the first and second parts of the third chapter here and here.
Below is the final part of the third chapter which begins to inch us forward from meditations of petromodernity and post-war mobility to the distinctive role of photography in this discourse.
I’ve nearly completed revisions on the final chapter and will meet with a prospective publisher at the ASOR Annual Meeting on Friday. I’ve also found a reader for the manuscript who I hope can offer me some feedback prior to the final submission. I’m excited about this project because it is so deeply embedded in practice whether through its fragmented form of composition or through my growing interest in photography. Whether my excitement materializes into an interesting (much less useful) book is yet to be seen.
3.3. Fixity in the Age of Mobility: The Suburb
In his classic essay on the changing character of American domesticity, James Bickerstaff Jackson noted in his “Westward Moving House” the tension between the increasingly fluid and flexible homes of mid-century America and the tendency of homeowners to idealize turn-of-the-20th-century prototypes (Jackson 1953). While Brink Jackson’s famous essay focused on the farm houses of three successive generations, he nevertheless showed that the American housing remained suffused with nostalgia even as it embraces new forms. Such nostalgia for a idyllic permanence manifest itself in the use of brick facades, for example, on wood framed homes, the mid-20th century adoption of the colonial style, and the naming of streets after trees associated with old growth forests: oak, maple, walnut, poplar. Developers bestowed subdivisions with names that reference the English countryside. I grew up in an East Coast suburb adjacent to a mid-century subdivision nobly called Westwood Manor and on the rural sounding Wheatfield Drive (Chase et al. 1992). These names complement the manicured lawns and curving roads to simulate the natural landscape in more literal ways. In other cases, the arrangement of these homes around churches, schools, parks, and sometimes simulated main streets deliberately evoked the idealized images of earlier colonial period communities (Jackson 1985 for the classic study). Thus the suburb blended allusions to timeless character of the countryside and rural life with an architecture suffused with a nostalgic view of the permanence.
The sense of permanence associated with turn of the century homes and their colonial predecessors — however illusory — exerted a formative influence over the post-World War II suburb even as suburban residents became ever more mobile. Residents of various subdivisions increasingly saw their homes as more temporary accommodations appropriate for various stages of their life (Whyte 1956). On a daily basis, suburban nodes around post-war cities fueled commuter culture and the corresponding shifts to the landscape. As a Sefryn Penrose documented in the U.K. and Delores Hayden did for the US (2006), automobility produced suburban sprawl which required networks of roads, highways, petroleum stations, and parking lots that transformed both suburban and urban landscapes. This same network of highways enabled the growth of suburbs and mobility which offered urban and suburban residents pathways outward from sprawl for recreation and work. The paradox then arose between the mobility of offered by roads and imagined fixity offered by suburban life.
In the post-World War II decades that saw the emergence of the imaginary permanence of the the suburb (or Jackson’s “westward moving house”), the trailer court emerged as a practical response to both post-war housing needs and increasing mobility of the American population (Wallis 1991). Bickerstaff Jackson turned his attention to trailer courts of the four-corners region which served to house labor for the coal mines in the area as emblematic of this increasingly mobile society. These may appear to the dimetric opposite of the fixity that this section is seeking to explore especially as Jackson saw these trailers as exemplifying “an anti-urban, antiformal utopia” suitable for new forms of provisional settlement. The residents of these trailer courts “are wanderers in a landscape always inhabited by wanderers. They never settled down. The way they came out of nowhere, stayed and, then moved on without putting down roots, without leaving more than a few halfhidden traces behind, makes them forever part of this lonely and beautiful country.” The tension between the traces left by the residents who are simultaneously “forever part of this lonely and beautiful country” and their ability to ”move on” emphasized the two axes of fixity and mobility in the 20th century (for a fascinating study of this paradox see Krakhmalnikov 2017). The aerodynamic shape of the mobile home, the network of highways and roads, and the car carve deep traces into the landscape of the American west. These deep traces, much like the brick facades of wood framed suburban homes gesture towards permanence even as they make possible the ephemeral transit of residents in these landscapes.
Jackson’s seemingly paradoxical descriptions of the trailer courts in the four corners region might apply to our vision of workforce housing sites throughout the Bakken. Jackson’s eloquent description in certain ways anticipated the spaces described by Charles Hailey in his 2009 book Camps: A Guide to 21st Century Space and Slab City (2018). For Hailey the ad hoc nature of camps strains their capacity for order. Sites like the abandoned Marine base at Slab City (Haily and Wylie 2018) or those associated with the seasonal arrival of retirees in RV at Quartzsite, Arizona exemplify the self-organizing nature of campsites which seemingly develop spontaneously in uncovered areas (Bruder 2017). Despite mobile nature of the RVs and denizens who inhabit these sites, they also demonstrate certain affinities toward the performative permanence of the suburban subdivision. Fences, gardens, artwork, amenities, and efforts to personalize campsites inscribes the ungoverned space with gestures mimetic of private property, suburban life, and individual identity. In the first quarter of the 21st-century, it would appear that even the “wanderer” looks to suburban placemaking strategies, themselves a parody of 19th-century or even colonial homesteads, to endow their surroundings with a sense of place. This is not unique to the Bakken. Leontina Hormel’s study of a trail park outside Moscow, Idaho argued that the residents relied on one another and created form of “commons” grounded in a form of mutualism that emerges from shared circumstances, familiarity, and trust (Hormel 2023). Despite the tendency to see trailer courts as places of temporary residence, many trailer parks house residents consider them their longterm homes. The mobile homes that populate colonia type settlements on the US side of the Mexican border feature similar sense of community. In these subdivisions, developers make lots available for trailers with the promise of future development of infrastructure associated with permanent housing —particularly water and sewage — in a deliberately optimistic and sometime deceptive view of their economic future (Ward 1999). These settlements aspire to the kind of permanence of a traditional American suburb with amenities and plan to build typical suburban homes to replace their mobile ones. Colonia residents also adapt their mobile homes to accommodate their changing family and social situations. In these contexts, the mobile home or the RV gives up some of its mobility in the name of an aspirational stability.
The suburb, the colonia settlement, and the mobile homes in the American West embody the tension between mobility and fixity at the center of petromodernity. Oil has not only provided but also required a society of unprecedented mobility. Automobility allowed for the growth of suburbs which, in turn, modeled themselves after rural and rustic fantasies to evoke a sense of permanence and persistence. The sense of persistence and fixity followed the movement of workers, tourists, and travelers west. Work force housing sites — like those on the Bakken — camp grounds, squatter settlements, and even the aspirational settlements like colonias, take on or anticipate features of suburban life. In the work force housing sites in the Bakken we witnessed owners decision to make gardens, set up dog runs, plant trees, and create outdoor space for dining and socializing, These features deliberate evoke the memory of suburban landscapes that may have been lost during the subprime mortgage crisis. At the same time it offers an aspirational gesture toward a future permanence where gardens and trees become permanent fixtures in ones domestic space.
The tension between mobility and ephemerality, on the one had, and fixity and permanence, on the other continues across the entire Bakken landscape. Roads, pipelines, and even deep boreholes through the earth’s crust further inscribe the landscape with permanent (or at least long enduring) marks necessary to facilitate the extraction of oil. These landmarks, despite being associated with the ephemerality of a “boom” likewise leave “halfhidden traces behind” making ”them forever part of this lonely and beautiful country.” The viscous oil that flows through buried pipelines, the traffic on the roads and rails, and the industrial installations necessary to store and process oil and gas create anchors that resist the precarity of a landscape defined by motion and create persistent conduits that shape the movement of people and oil across “petroleumscapes.” This creates a kind of intriguing paradox where the permanent traces of supermodernity finds an awkward parallel with the aspirational permanence of the mobile workforce. The viscosity of oil and the investment in its extraction require a workforce who both invests in permanence, but values mobility.
The tension between movement and fixity is important to this project both because it contributes to how people arranged their lives in workforce housing camps in the Bakken, but also because it informed the use of photography to affix fragments of experiences and memories to celluloid and paper. Around the same time that Brink Jackson traced the westward movement of homes and the trailer courts inhabited by mid-century wanderers, a group of photographers dubbed the “New Topographics” after a 1975 exhibition introduced a style of photography that emphasized the massive scale of human interventions in the western landscape (Jenkins 1975). They often juxtaposed roads, parking lots, suburbs, and industrial sites with dramatic natural backdrops placing their work in conversation with the more idealized landscapes of Ansel Adams and photographers operating in the pre-war landscape traditions. Mark Truscello (and others) have traced the influence of the New Topographics on contemporary photographers interested in landscapes shaped by extractive industries and fossil fuels. Truscello argues that Edward Burtysky’s photographs of pipelines and other petroleum infrastructure in his book Oil deliberately contrasts the movement inherent in oil (and made possible by its use) and the static nature of the photograph. Truscello draws upon James C. Scott (1999) to contend that the static nature of the photograph paralleled the cadastral map which delineates property ownership at a given moment in time. For Scott, the cadastral map froze the complex workings of capital making it susceptible to state authority. For Truscello, Burtysky’s photographs captured and isolated “the arborescent thought that captures flows in a constant struggle with rhizomatic, open multiplicities” (Truscello 2012, 193). For our purposes, it is valuable to see how photography both “captures” and stabilizes the flows present in petromobility, while also requiring us to acknowledge the potential of these photographs as pregnant with “open multiplicities” of excess meaning. We will continue this line of thinking in the next and final chapter.
Since I’m on the road, I’ve not been able to put together my typical list of quick hits and varia. Instead, I offer some snapshots from around Bilbao the last couple of days.
My writing the past week has been pretty rough. After years of dodging Walter Benjamin, I finally created a situation from which I could not escape dealing with Benjamin.
The result is a clunky section of text, but one that I’m feeling confident can be rehabilitated. Part of my reason for posting this very rough draft is to show some of my readers (who are my students) that writing and revising are part of the process.
For those of you with a score card, this is the second section in the third part of my book focused on oil, mobility, and modernity. This final substantive chapter focuses on photography, permanence, and fragmentation. This section is where I am most out of my depth (or trodding on new ground) and both excited and terrified to put my own thoughts on paper.
A key way to understand the role that photography plays in archaeology and indeed in modernity is unpacking the tension between the capacity for photography to produce fragmentation and their persistence.
The previous section demonstrated how the persistent character of the photograph served to commemorate the authenticity of the tourist’s experience, to preserve contexts subject to the archaeologists destructive practice, and to arrest a world in constant motion. In this context, the photograph became a salve for the ephemerality and mobility fundamental to the modern age. This same mobility made the tourist and archaeologist possible. For the archaeologist, the photograph transformed the kinetic world of excavation into static, persistent, and portable evidence for the past. In this way it reified the archaeologist’s distance from the past in a way similar to how photographs embody the tourist’s alienation from their own past. The use of photography in the archaeology of the contemporary world is rather different. In traditional archaeology, the photograph captures evidence for a distant past and embodied the transformation of the transitory encounter into static evidence. In archaeology of the contemporary world, the archaeologist cannot gain distance from the past. Indeed, the very concept of the archaeology of the contemporary world requires the archaeologist and their object of study to be contemporary. Thus the archaeologist of the contemporary world seeks to document their own embodied contemporaneity with and in the present.
In this context, the photograph is a complex artifact. It documents an ephemeral experience, event, or situation and renders it permanent. At the same time, the photograph is part of a elusive contemporaneity and therefore subjected to the same instability as the moment from which it emerged. Martin Lister (2012) notes that the time in and time of the photograph collapse into contemporaneity. Ann Fuchs (2019) follows François Hartog’s (2015) notion of presentism when she argues that photographs are a presentist medium “precisely because it freezes a moment that is devoid of duration and temporality” (33). The photograph becomes a fragment of an ongoing experience rather than representing our alienation from the past or the world we see as tourists. In its fragmentation, it comes to embody our encounter with the modern world.
The emphasis on fragmentation, photography, and archaeology (and indeed tourism) has roots in the early 20th century. Nora Goldschmidt has recently argued that the connection between the fragmentary nature of archaeological remains — particularly those of Greco-Roman antiquity — and the fetishization of the fragmentary among early 20th century modernists is not a coincidence. Following Linda Nochlin’s lead (1994), Goldschmidt points out that the rise of archaeology in the late-19th and early-20th century also paralleled the rise of photography which became a regular companion both of the tourist and, as the previous section has shown, the archaeologist. Modernist poetry and prose with their concern for discontinuity, rupture, and abrupt juxtapositions found an appropriate complement in the photograph. As Goldschmidt notes, the modernist writer H.D. embraced the photographic collage in her manuscripts for example by combining text and photographs. Ezra Pound’s invocation of fragments , especially the poem “Papyrus,” and Eliot’s use of the Sibyl story as the epigram to his poem “The Waste Land,” made clear that early 20th-century writers saw the use of fragments as a way to engage with the irreconcilable elements of everyday experience and modernity. Fragments embodied the discontinuous experience brought about by social and technological changes at the turn of the century. Moreover, they made clear that the past could not provide a continuous narrative for understanding the contemporary but instead offered only discontinuous glimpses into a past that no longer supported the weight of the constantly changing present. In effect, the fragmentation and discontinuity encountered in the present found parallels with the growing corpus of fragments produced by archaeologists studying the past.
Any discussion of photography as the fragmentation of experience must also contend with the monumental (and obscure) work of Walter Benjamin. Benjamin argues that recognizing the fragmentary character of present allows us to subvert mythic narratives that frame the present as inevitable. Benjamin’s writing, exemplified in his essay “Naples” with Asja Lacis, explored how the city’s engagement with capitalism created a series of fragmentary encounters with the city’s past and future. Attentive to the city’s place in the tourist economy and its proximity to the ruins of Pompey, Benjamin and Lacis present the city from the perspective of a tourist who marvels at the authenticity of the city’s traditions performed for money. Their encounter with the city stressed the fragmented encounter with the urban situation punctuated by a series of discrete scenes. A similar embrace of the fragmentary defined his early collection of aphorisms — One-Way Street (1928) — which juxtaposes a series almost photographic vignettes anticipating the method he employed in the larger Arcades project. It is in describing the Arcades of Paris where Benjamin comes to recognize how the juxtaposition of objects in and between the small shops creates a sense of the past in the present. Fragmentary encounters with obsolete and outmoded objects next to the latest styles and fashion subvert the myth of progress and destabilize the contemporary as a culmination of the past. Needless to say, archaeologists have been drawn to Benjamin’s interest in objects and materiality, his embrace of fragments as modes of presenting his arguments, and his attentiveness to the contingent temporality of the present. Laurent Olivier’s influential The Dark Abyss of Time (2011) similarly emphasizes the irrepressible character of the emergent past. Shannon Lee Dawdy uses Benjamin to significant effect in her work Patina by showing how the presence of older objects, heirlooms, and signs of wear and patina made the past visible in the present in unpredictable and contingent ways. Photography’s capacity to fragment reality while collapsing time into a persist contemporary paralleled Benjamin’s methods for critique the present.
Shanks thinks of performance of “photowork” produces a persistent moment or ”place/event” and transforms it into an object that the archaeologist can transport, archive, and reproduce. This moment, or kairos, as Shanks and Svabo call it, exists in tension with the “duration of the material past” (Shanks and Svabo 2013). In contrast to the duration of the objects in the photograph and the potential persistence of the photograph itself, the moment of photowork is a bounded fragment. The fragmentary nature of time and the portability of the photograph itself is what allows it to enter the archive and remain susceptible recontextualization, recombination, and collage (Shanks and Svabo 2013: 97). It is perhaps ironic, of course, that the disassembly of the whole is a vital aspect of the construction of the construction of the archive.
The momentary character of the photographic place/event enforces the inaccessibility of the whole that is a central feature of modernist thought. The fragmentation of experience, of text, of space, and of time was a precondition for the sometimes chaotic, if purposeful, modernist mise-en-page. Just as the deliberate arrangement of fragments of text emerged as a formative practice among Modernist writers, it was also being embraced by archaeologists who dutifully organized photographs of fragments of papyrus, sculpture, and ceramics. The mise-en-page emphasized the plurality of capacities in these images. They represented the original moment when the photographer created the image, they provided a window into the world of the object photographed, and perhaps most importantly, they created new occasions for meaning in the juxtaposition of objects on the new space of the page (or the archive). Paradoxically, the fragmentary nature of the image not only ensure its the persistence in the archive, but also gave it the capacity to subvert its power to represent the singular and presumably permanent meaning necessary for its status as archaeological evidence.
It is here where Michael Shanks “photowork” and Dan Hicks “photology” intersect. The photographs in this book are fragments in an archive. Their organization and placement on the page creates new ways of producing meaning steeped in archaeological and modernist literary practices. The photographs are not representative of an unseen whole, but offer windows into fragmentary worlds constituted as much by the subjects of the photographs as their location in the archive. The relationship between objects on the page opens the photographs to unexpected juxtapositions, contingency, and temporal and spatial possibilities.