This is a dress form from the Renaissance Festival. I’m not sure if I like the flap from the tent being “messed up” along the top, although it clears the view for the dress form, and I do kind of like the arrows pointing downward.
I had a rather boring weekend, but actually got a lot done. I did my taxes and got my car inspected. Always good to get this kind of stuff out of the way, despite the urge to shoot more and errand less.
This year, I’m going to take my tax refund and buy a new TV for my bedroom. Then, I’m going to take the TV that’s currently in my bedroom, and move it into my digital darkroom/front room. This will be the first time I’ll be able to do “darkroom work” while watching TV. I can hardly wait.
Sometimes, when you’re in a “traditional” darkroom, you’re lucky if you get a radio. Usually, it’s just you and the soft, gentle, “swooshing” noise of the fixer agitating and the trays gently swaying back and forth, as you rock them mindlessly, waiting for your alloted timeframe to expire. It’s so relaxing, it’s almost lulling you into it’s addiction. You start to like being in that small, dark, cramped space, with the smell of developer wafting around you, watching as your images magically come to life.
The first time I was in a darkroom, I hated it. I had this teacher who yelled, screamed and stressed everybody out. I couldn’t understand why anybody, in the right mind, would want to experience that.
Then, years later, I found myself in there again. Only this time, I was alone, just me and my images, coming off the emulsion and onto the paper. I knew enough of what I was doing to be able to enjoy it, and images worthy of being printed. It was so relaxing, I finally started to see why people like to do it.
Now, we have Photoshop. It’s fun but it can be tedius and bore you to tears. It’d be good to do it while watching TV.
Funny how things have changed in my little world.
Until next time…