Landscape Photography 1988-2024
Growing up in France, I did not experience natural, raw landscapes solely shaped by primordial forces of nature until I ventured to the high peaks of the Alps. Their inhospitable and dangerous terrain was possibly the only wilderness left in the old world. Entranced by the sublimity of the experience, I forged my first connections with the wild. When I picked up the camera, I was first a reporter wanting to share the wonders I discovered in the mountains. For a while, I continued photographing in that vein on my globe-trotting adventures motivated by novelty.
Although the medium’s pioneers like William Henry Fox Talbot and Gustave Le Gray have captured natural scenes, a sustained landscape photography practice did not appear until the second half of the 19th century. In England, Francis Frith and Peter Henry Emerson helped shape that pursuit. Still, the most influential work came from half a dozen American photographers who participated in federal and state survey expeditions from 1867 to 1879, such as Carleton Watkins, Timothy H. O’Sullivan, and William Henry Jackson. When America explored its little-known West, photography proved to be a vital tool. Survey photographers were simultaneously explorers, reporters, and artists, sharing discoveries with an eager public. Frontier myths of manifest destiny framed the work, and the photographers were responsible for faithfully reproducing wild places that people had never seen before. In response, while exploring a new subject and medium, they made new kind of pictures, eminently photographic and without artifice, that formed the basis for a new approach to landscape. Yet in terms of composition or the desire to convey the immensity of nature, their images shared some visual commonalities with the Hudson River School of painting that had invented the Western landscape.
The continent was subsequently tamed, but vast open spaces remained. A newcomer to America, I was entranced by its abundance of remote lands, and in particular by the beauty and diversity of the national parks. It was all new to me, and I felt compelled to translate my wonder into photographs. The parks offered a place apart from civilization with pristine scenery mostly untrammeled by man while accessible to almost everyone. In the wilderness, people are visitors—present only in passing. Their footsteps fade, leaving the wild unchanged, untouched by a permanent presence. Although the infrastructure of the parks made a visit easy, it was not difficult to get away from people and development if one enjoyed walking away from the roads far enough as roadless wilderness areas had been preserved. I progressively embarked on outings into more and more remote settings, especially in Alaska. The more remote, the better the experience felt.
The humanist tradition dominated French photography. For a nature lover, the prints from West Coast photographers such as Ansel Adams that I saw in California museums were a revelation. The result of a distinctively American vision illustrated by painters of the Hudson River School and writers such as Henry David Thoreau and John Muir, their esthetic was rooted in the sublime. Celebrating the beauty of nature as revealed by the light, the images mostly excluded any hints of civilization. They provided a model for expressing the emotions and feelings of awe experienced in the wild by presenting landscapes romantically rather than just recording their appearance. Following the photographers whose prints I had admired, I adopted a 5×7-inch view camera for its unparalleled descriptive power. Working in color, I favored truth and clarity. The visually complex, widely encompassing yet detail-laden images allow the viewer to stand before the landscape as if they were there. Roaming the wilderness of the parks had been a transformational experience for me. I hoped to touch viewers of my photographs the same way I was. As an invitation to visit the national parks, and to celebrate the centennial of the National Park Service, I published Treasured Lands (2016) – a winner of twelve awards currently in its 8th printing.
The protected status of those lands was not a given, but instead the result of hard-fought environmental battles, in which photography had played a key role. The first interest of the 19th survey photographers was descriptive, but reportage occasionally led to advocacy. Images of Watkins and Jackson were instrumental in establishing Yosemite as the first wild public land in 1864, and Yellowstone as the first national park in 1872. Images of the land could touch a public who hadn’t been there. Heightened appreciation of its beauty and fragility resulted in support for political action that led to achievements such as the National Park System and the Wilderness Act of 1964. Inspired by the idea that art could make a difference, in the mid-1990s, I set out to work with advocacy in mind, following the tradition of photographers like Eliot Porter and Philip Hyde who created images for the Sierra Club books and campaigns. After being the first to photograph all the U.S. national parks with a 5×7 view camera, I subsequently turned my attention to lesser-known public lands such as the national monuments managed by the BLM, aiming to bring more public awareness to them in collaboration with grassroots conservation organizations. A quarter-century later, I was much gratified when the Sierra Club honored me with the Ansel Adams Award for Conservation Photography, maybe a capstone for a career in nature photography. Leveraging new technologies, I have expanded my approach to nature subjects to the microscopic and cosmic levels. I also continue to make classic nature photographs, which are still necessary because they reveal the “absolute purity of wilderness, a purity we need to know” in the words of Robert Adams.
At first, it appeared that before the settlement by Europeans, America’s landscape was largely virgin. However, as called out by the new Western history movement of the 1980s, this was an unscientific and socially regressive myth ignoring the indigenous people. Far from being the last remaining refuge from civilization and a place separated from humanity, the American wilderness is to some degree a creation of a particular culture at a specific moment in history. In less than a century and a half, the romantic sublime and the ideology of the frontier as a cradle of national character have transformed the idea of wilderness from a terrifying wasteland to a sacred American icon. We think of national parks as sites of preservation, but they are also sites of dispossession and reconstruction, partly manufactured landscapes built out of our desire for pristine nature. That their establishment often came at the cost of physically removing the people, both native and settlers, who habited them reinforces their artificiality. Those places that preclude people need to activel management to maintain the appearance of an unmanaged landscape. Increasing threats resulting from the global human impact call for more and more interventions. Ansel Adams and other modernist photographers, followed by an entire nature photography industry, depict a landscape from which people and their constructions are always absent. Yet the text of the 1872 law establishing Yellowstone National Park described it as “a public park or pleasuring ground for the benefit and enjoyment of the people.”
I was well acquainted with their terrain, but my collaboration with Ken Burns and Dayton Duncan on their film “The National Parks: America’s Best Idea” (2008) awakened me to the concept of national parks. I became interested in a more complete picture of them, one that acknowledged that they are more than nature, they are a construct. Although visitors remember the scenery, for most it is the interplay between the human-made and the natural that defines their park experience. The reassuringly familiar park structures carry an educational and interpretive purpose that directs how we look at nature. In the early 2010s, departing from the iconography of the wild, I started to photograph what I saw as a material embodiment of the National Park Service’s work: designated overlooks where interpretive signs and landscape are in dialog, lodges decorated with park photographs, campground amphitheaters with educational programs, and roads engineered to create a scenic experience accessible to everyone. My images of the visitor centers, those structures quintessentially associated with the park experience, referenced the Claude Glasses found at Grand Canyon National Park’s Desert View Watchtower. Those small mirrors with a tinted surface, named after the painter Claude Lorrain, were popular with the English gentry who turned their back to the landscape to view a painterly version of it. The canon of nature photography deliberately obscured the connection between the scenic vistas and the human experience. Breaking the separation between photographer and landscape, before the popularity of the selfie, I made a statement about my presence in the landscape as a form of intervention, just like the national park itself.
Over the last thirty years, I have done more than four hundred national park visits. I returned multiple times to observe the changes brought by seasons and weather, develop a relationship with places, and inhabit them to some measure. Still, as the wilderness is defined by people’s absence, I was necessarily someone coming from the outside to look in. But there was a place I inhabited: the city I call home, San Jose, CA.
In the mid-1970s, the exhibition “New Topographics: Photographs of a Man-Altered Landscape” marked a turning point from the romantic and nature-centric conventions of beauty. The New Topographics photographers declined to work in parklands or wilderness and instead documented the human imprint on mundane lands. The idea became influential because it related to the landscape of everyday life, opening the door for other photographers to find subjects closer to home. Criticism by scholars such as J.B Jackson and William Cronon subsequently pointed out that the wilderness movement embodies a dualistic vision in which the human is separate from the natural. The idealization of wilderness as the pinnacle of environmentalism encourages privileging some parts of nature at the expense of others. By adopting an excessively high standard for what counts as natural, we irresponsibly devalue the environment in which we live. The esthetics extolling the wilderness sublime could suggest that less pure places were not as worthy of attention. However, parklands and wilderness represent only a sliver of nature in contemporary America. More inclusive environmentalism needs to go beyond setting aside for posterity beautiful lands, making room for humble rural, suburban, and urban landscapes, and dealing with those everyday places that can be degraded or restored. By the 1970s, even the National Park Service started to embrace a more elastic definition of parklands to bring them closer to urban centers. Extending my work from national parks to national monuments brought me to areas such as the San Gabriel Mountains or the Organ Mountains lying at the doorstep of cities.
The New Topographics’s esthetic emphasized the banal rather than the sublime, favoring neutrality over emotion. My typology of national park structures spoke to the mind rather than the heart. When instead of limiting my photography to faraway parklands all over the country, I started to work closer to home, I tried to find emotional resonance in the places where I live. The power of the national parks and their pristine landscapes is that just being there is enough for us to feel wonder. But when we stand on lands that are not sublime, we can learn to experience some of that wonder. Aldo Leopold saw that “Wilderness exists in all degrees, from the little accidental wild spot at the head of a ravine in a Corn Belt wood lot to vast expanses of virgin country… [it] is a relative condition”. I am fortunate that two dozen nature parks lie within a half-an-hour drive from my San Jose home. I did not seek remarkable light but visited them midday, and briefly, like most residents. Yet I experienced some of the qualities of the wilderness in them, which images with romantic reverence could convey. Even in places where wild and human interpenetrate, I could sense the values of nature anywhere I looked with attention. The Coyote Creek Trail, the longest multi-use paved trail in San Jose, is surrounded by a narrow strip of public land. Galen Rowell had inspired me in my early mountaineering years. Rekindling his dynamic approach, I photographed the trail over ten years encompassing more than a hundred visits. I observed changes over the seasons and the years, not only in nature but also in how people live along the trail. I initially approached the trail through nature photography, and then I broadened my photography with the realization that it is a lived-in landscape. Although a small place, its dimensions embrace eternal concerns with the place of man on the land.