A Week In Pictures 💚
This corner of my office has taken over as inspiration and project central this winter. Directly behind me while I’m working at my desk, it’s an easy spot to look back at every now and then to track the progress of my various slow-art experiments. From left to right on top of the flat file drawers you can see strips of traditional darkroom photo paper darkening in the light. These strips, usually kept in light-safe bags and boxes until placed under an enlarger in a dim red-lit darkroom have been sitting here for weeks, and needed only the light coming in through the window to darken them significantly. It is this tendency that makes the papers useful for my solargraph pinhole cameras and lumen experiments, as the paper used this way isn’t anywhere near as light-sensitive as when used with developer, but is far more light sensitive than my chlorophyll or anthotype experiments which leads to decent exposure times; minutes in direct sunlight to hours in indirect even in the dead of winter. To the right of that are gears and keys on top of anthotype papers that will be printing there for months. The anthotypes’ print frame is tilted towards the window by a stack of books with last season’s chlorophyll prints tucked between the pages, waiting to be collaged or displayed in some other yet to be decided way. To the right of that, two large print frames exposing lumen prints of lost gloves from Math’s preschool, testing what tight knits, some water and a little bit of road salt grime can add to this adventure…it’s all a bit much at times, but bouncing back and forth between the different projects keeps me moving when one project would necessitate me waiting more patiently in between steps. Besides this ability to help me keep momentum, I’ve also noticed bouncing from project to project lets them naturally inform each other in the most magical of ways, which has been so much fun to watch.
Thanks for being here! 💚
The small glove is so evocative.
My mom saved an outfit I wore in my first 'baby pictures'. Though she is in her seventies, when she sees it, she can still see me wearing it. When I look at it, I have no memory of it. It's alien to me.
I have a pair of my daughters leather booties from that time. Yellow and featuring giraffes, I have memories of them.
My now young adult daughter looks at them with complete ambivalence.
Your glove and mitten images bring me back to a time that I shared with her but she doesn't have the same access to.
Ooooh!!! Richness 💖💖💖