7/13/2006
Night Ship

The film is Kodak Safety Film 5063 which I think is Tri-x but I don't know the date.
7/12/2006
Trinity

Woodlawn Cemetery, Bronx 2002
Workin' my way through my Bronx archives. I do wonder sometimes what the real purpose of this and other blogs is? Is it pure ego? If I had enough money would I still be - and then it struck me that the original purpose of this blog anyway - was to try and attract an audience by sharing the "photography" process so that people would remember the site and hopefully buy something someday. So this was a commercial idea from the beginning. Whether that worked or not - hard to say.
Of course since 1999 when I began writing what I then called a journal - the number of photoblogs has mushroomed. So it's really not a novel idea now. Were there even blogs in 1999? I mean blog software?
I guess that video blogs, and podcasts are the latest and greatest way to be published and not seen. The melting point is being reached when my 82 year old dad and my 4 year old niece are bloggin'. (Okay, she's not four, she's five.)
But when you reach the point where every human being on earth over the age of (fill in the blank) has a blog... I just wonder -
What does it mean when that diary that you used to hide under the bed is now public. Do we have less secrets?
There have been stories about job seekers who have not gotten jobs because of their blogs.
"I'm sorry, sir. But even though your resume and qualifications are fine - we see that on June 23rd, you stole two bottles of beer from the local bodega. How do we know? You wrote about it in blogger, sir. And since we are a brewery, well you see sir..."
But will there be other unforseen consequences of world-blogdom? One thing I wonder about is the usual blog format of last entry first or in computer gibberish: LIFO (Last In First Out).
When an ongoing story is told now - you have to scroll down to the bottom and work your way to the top. But no one does that - I think they read the story backwards, from top to bottom, in reverse order, one chunck at a time. Will they have to start printing books backwards: Last Chapter First - First Chapter Last.
Will there be a new reading disorder: BS (Blogger Syndrome).
I guess we'll have to just see and wait, uh wait and see.
7/11/2006
7/10/2006
Snowstorm, Central Park

I always did like this overpass. This is looking towards Turtle Pond (on the left).
7/09/2006
Racker

I'm beginning to put together gallery of shots that I like that are guaranteed 100% unsellable. This is one of them.
Accordian Book
I took a run down to A. I. Friedman this morning and finally bought a bunch of bookmaking supplies so that I can hand make a Japanese Accordian style book. Prints will simply be glued to mat board pages. Essentially - black 2-ply museum board gets hinged with black linen tape - and then a cover is made from bookboard and covered with linen. I haven't decided yet whether I'll bind it in such a way that it doesn't open up into the accordian or not. But everywhere I go, when I talk to people in various shops - they are excited to see someone making a handmade object and are very helpful. If nothing else, it should be a good prototype for Matt who wants to do a much larger version using this technique. The mat board pages are hinged on front and back with linen tape. The benefit of this technique is that the book lies flat, and is very sturdy. The downside is that it is handmade and fairly time consuming to produce.
Then stopped at Adorama. At first I couldn't even find the chemicals. They keep moving further and further towards the back of the store. The shelves where the fixer, developer etc. used to be are now filled with inkjet paper and other modern sundries. I joked with the cashier that soon there won't be any room left in the store for darkroom supplies at all.
Then stopped at Adorama. At first I couldn't even find the chemicals. They keep moving further and further towards the back of the store. The shelves where the fixer, developer etc. used to be are now filled with inkjet paper and other modern sundries. I joked with the cashier that soon there won't be any room left in the store for darkroom supplies at all.
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