Hard times for venture capitalists

Last Sunday’s Observer column.

Spare a thought for the poor venture capitalists of the world. Well, perhaps the word “poor” is not entirely appropriate, but there’s no doubt that they seem to be having a torrid time at the moment. Over the past decade they have poured hundreds of billions of dollars into start-up technology companies – and have emerged with an average figure for five-year returns that has oscillated around, er, zero.

This will come as a surprise to those who subscribe to the cartoon image of the venture capitalist as a hatchet-faced investor who invests in someone's dream in order to wind up effectively owning it – and then flogging it to anonymous shareholders by floating the company on the stock market…

A good election to lose

If you read nothing else this week, read John Lanchester’s terrific piece about the economic outlook in the current issue of the London Review of Books. In full. Here’s a taster:

The imminence of the general election doesn’t help. Broadly speaking, the circumstances are such that it shouldn’t much matter who wins the election, not in economic terms. The economic realities are harsh and are likely to determine most of what the new government does. Labour have promised to cut the deficit in half within four years. They haven’t spelled out how they are going to do it, and until recently Gordon Brown was talking about ‘Tory cuts versus Labour investment’ – which, given what he must know about what the figures mean, is jaw-droppingly cynical. The reality is that the budget, and the explicit promises of both parties, imply a commitment to cuts of about 11 per cent across the board. Both parties, however, have said that they will ring-fence spending on health, education and overseas development. Plug in those numbers and we are looking at cuts everywhere else of 16 per cent. (By the way, a two-year freeze in NHS spending – which is what Labour have talked about – would be its sharpest contraction in 60 years.)

Cuts of that magnitude have never been achieved in this country. Mrs Thatcher managed to cut some areas of public spending to zero growth; the difference between that and a contraction of 16 per cent is unimaginable. The Institute for Fiscal Studies – which admittedly specialises in bad news of this kind – thinks the numbers are, even in this dire prognosis, too optimistic. It makes less optimistic assumptions about the growth of the economy, preferring not to accept the Treasury’s rose-coloured figure of 2.75 per cent. Plugging these less cheerful growth estimates into its fiscal model, the guesstimate for the cuts, if the ring-fencing is enforced, is from 18 to 24 per cent. What does that mean? According to Rowena Crawford, an IFS economist, quoted in the FT: ‘For the Ministry of Defence an 18 per cent cut means something on the scale of no longer employing the army.’ The FT then extrapolates:

At the transport ministry, an 18 per cent reduction would take out more than a third of the department’s grant to Network Rail; a 24 per cent reduction is about equivalent to ending all current and capital expenditure on roads. At the Ministry of Justice an 18 per cent reduction broadly equates to closing all the courts, a 24 per cent cut to shutting two-thirds of all prisons.

This is good blood-curdling stuff. But it is, I think, impossible for anyone to believe that any British government will ever administer cuts in public spending of that order. Getting rid of the army or of the courts? I don’t think so – and yet that’s the magnitude of change promised by the promised assault on public spending. The political parties are doing everything they can to look serious about cutting the deficit, but they won’t go anywhere near specific proposals, and for good reason: to do so would be electoral suicide. That in turn means that even if they wanted to administer this order of cuts, they would have no mandate to do so.

So why all the posturing about the deficit?

The $64 billion question

A tweet from Armando Iannucci from the Oscar ceremony:

I’m sitting in front of Rupert Murdoch. What should I do to him?

Answer: block his view but offer him the option of seeing the ceremony for a fee.

The Magnum Archive Sale

Fascinating account of the background to Magnum’s sale of its press prints archive to Michael Dell.

Last week, one of the most important photojournalism archives in history, the Magnum Photo Agency’s press prints collection, was sold to Michael Dell of Dell computers. Specifically, to Dell’s private investment firm, MSD Capital LP.

The collection will be housed by the Harry Ransom Center at the University of Texas, Austin.

“Right place, right time, right people.” That’s how Eli Reed, Magnum photographer and photojournalism professor at the school, summed up the deal. “It was a long time coming; it didn’t just happen quickly,” he said.

Impressively keeping with Magnum’s cooperative policies, the deal ensures the photographers still retain total ownership of their works. Only the prints used by Magnum through 2003 for publication were sold, not the rights to the images themselves.

Though the price remains undisclosed, the collection of photographs had been insured for a value of $100 million. Industry insider Paul Melcher speculated the price at around $30 million.

The press prints collection comprises of over 185,000 images by over 100 renowned photographers, including seminal talent such as Henri Cartier-Bresson, Robert Capa, Elliott Erwitt, Ernst Haas and Eve Arnold. Magnum was established in 1947 to wrest control from publishers back into the hands of the photographers by allowing shooters to keep the rights to their images. In so doing, Magnum pioneered a new business model for photojournalism.

This also explains why the putative deals with Corbis and Getty never went through. The Magnum photographers wanted to retain the rights. Now they appear to have got what they wanted: retention of rights, plus $30 million to invest in their upcoming online service. Neat.

Also: nice to know that the University of Texas will scan both front and back of each print. Those office scribbles can sometimes be interesting. For example,

B&W: it’s not a black-and-white issue

The other day I happened to mention to Quentin that I found myself working more and more in B&W. “Pre- or post-processing?” he asked, clearly puzzled. As an uber-geek the idea that anyone would voluntarily throw away data seemed absurd to him. Why not capture all the colour data first and discard it later? And this does indeed seem to be the conventional wisdom in the trade.

Brooding on this later, it occurred to me that there are two separate issues here. One is technical — the irrationality of throwing away data. The other is aesthetic. My feeling is that if one is shooting ab initio in B&W it changes the whole way one looks at photographic opportunities. Some things just won’t work in monochrome (just as some scenes/subjects won’t work in colour), so if you restrict yourself to B&W then your approach to picture-taking changes. You have to make a judgement call in advance, whereas if you decide to de-saturate afterwards then you’re basically saying that colour doesn’t work for this particular image and you may as well ‘degrade’ to B&W.

LATER: Duncan Thomas pointed me at a Photoshop Tutorial which sets out one procedure for converting a colour image into B&W. About half-way through reading it, I lost the will to live (so it’s just as well that the author has produced an automated script that will do it). The tutorial begins with a quotation from Ansel Adams which suggests that the great man took the same view as I do:

“One sees differently with color photography than black and white…in short, visualization must be modified by the specific nature of the equipment and materials being used”.

I met Adams once — in the V&A of all places. He was there for the opening of an exhibition of his work. I have a vivid recollection of him surrounded by London media luvvies, towering over them and dressed in a lumberjack shirt and a very large pair of LL Bean boots.

Mobile office, release 2.0

Meet my new mobile office. Because I move around a lot, I’ve been using a (supposedly) 3G dongle from the 3 network, which is the only device I’ve used in years which makes me long for the good ol’days of 300 baud acoustic couplers. The other day it occurred to me that my cheapo T-mobile Android Pulse phone might make a good modem, and — lo! — thanks to PDAnet, it does. It’s a very elegant solution which doesn’t require any root hacking on the phone. Just download the App from the Android market and install it. Download the client from here and install on your Mac (and, in my case, also on my Dell Hackintosh). There are clients for BlackBerry, Palm, iPhone and Windows Mobile too. Hook up the phone via the USB cable, launch the App on both machines, click ‘Connect’ and away you go. The interesting thing for me is how quick and efficient it is compared to the 3 dongle. (Memo to self: cancel that £10/month direct debit.)

In addition to tethered USB mode, PDAnet can also handle bluetooth connections. But only on Android 2.0. Sigh. There’s always a catch somewhere. Still…