More Detritus For The Skip Of Eternity
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Only in sleepis man truly freeHe awoke to a Euroand looked back at meas if I had given himthe earth made wholeThe lightest of gesturesa salve for my soulYet had I passed byI'd never have lookedand read of fate's handin another man's bookThe truth of the cityA spare coin thrownIn some small waymy soul knew his own© Raymond Frederick Seaforth(First Published In © 'L'esprit Épicurien', 2012)Yeah I
There was little one could say about the house that hadn't already been said. Those that had known it in better times, would turn up now and again in passing or just on a lark."Damn shame.""Such great parties.""Do you remember when?"They'd stand and listen to a silence broken only by the noisesome crows.It would have been enough time in the old days to enjoy a spritzer and a greeting, or to
Firstly, can I say that if you've received this on your phone, please scroll down to the "Posted by . . " link at the bottom - and tap that - opens it up in full Technicolor.Morning folks - a curious title I know, but in a month where I've been busier than I could imagine I should have been (if that makes sense) and an impending showing at the DCA forum at the end of last month . . . something
Morning folks - this is as brief as those mustard yellow Y-fronts you used to have to wear back in the 1970's.Sometimes, light, film, developer, paper and of course camera and even emotions, conspire to give you something to which you can honestly say:"I love this."And that's what happened with the above.It was early on a Winter's day, and I pulled up at my favourite place for seascapes,
Good morning folks - hope you are well - 10-15 minute read warning!This is quite a long piece so feel free to scroll off somewhere else - I really don't mind and it is probably of little interest to anyone who doesn't use a darkroom.Right, this was written over a couple of weeks and from an increasingly angry point of view (nothing to do with age, just economic sensibilities and pre all the
Morning folks - and a very belated Happy New Year to you all - I hope it brings you all you want it to bring you.For myself, it is a determination to continue as long as I can, still using film and printing in a darkroom on paper. It's a solid ground to me, something I know; I feel as you get older it's really important to have a grounding in something, because before you know it you'll be
This post was brought to you by © NDPC Photography.(Just in case you're wondering: No Drone, Phone or Clone)“. . . but that’s why we’re photographers. We’re preservationists by nature. We take pictures to stop time and to commit moments to eternity. Human nature made tangible.”Ben Ryder (Ed Harris) Kodachrome.Friend and longtime reader (and great photographer and printer) Omar Özenir
Morning folks - my initial title for this blog post was "R.Z. Smells", paraphrasing that old schoolboy book/author joke ("Young Person's Guide to Flatulence" by R.C. Smells) - it just seemed the right thing to do. But I eventually settled on the above which seemed more in keeping.Actually, the RZ in question is a loaner, a Mamiya RZ - the earliest one. It is a genuinely lovely MF
Morning folks - please excuse me for a pinchin' Robert Adams' book title, but I kind of thought it was appropriate.It's amazing when you're travelling along some road - either well used or not - and you see a small gorge and think to yourself:"I'd really like to explore that" but you rarely have the opportunity, because you're literally passing through (as it were.)I was lucky enough last
Morning folks - whilst we're waiting for the film stuff to drop as the kids say these days . . . here's a little digital oddity. And please don't worry film fans, consider this as an interlude in between the main meat and potatoes and the B-film. Look, there's an usherette down at the front, go and get yourself a Strawberry Mivvi and sit back down!I recently bought myself a remote
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