Pictures of prints, prints of thoughts, thoughts about pictures
Still unbelievably tired. Sometimes I'm not sure what even keeps me going, these days.
I did some printing, so now my ongoing print project has a background. Somehow that makes it look a lot more finishedso much so that now I'm not sure I want to add any more to it at all. Well, there are still a few things it needs, but not as many as I had thought.
The border was a clever trick, I thought. We didn't have nearly enough of the right kind of ornaments to make a full border, so I set one-fourth of a border, and printed it four times on the square sheets of paper. On the press, it looked like one sad lopsided line.
Further proof that I am a big type dork: I took a bunch of spacing material that was useless (because it was bent) and turned it into a dangly pair of earrings. To further confuse the issue, I stamped words onto the little strips of copper so they say "dexter" and "sinister." I wore them today, and now everyone wants a pair. I'm not sure if there are enough bent spacers for everybody.
And in addition to all this fun, it was a chilly stormy day, which alternated between hail and brief outbursts of sunlight. The clouds behind the city skyline were enormous. I went running all over the building trying to find a good window to take pictures from, and ended up in the parking lot. I got to use my new lens a bit and that made me happy.
I'm still thinking about a Holga, too. I don't know why I have this stupid craving for yet another camera, but it won't leave me alone. I keep looking at websites full of pictures looking all mysterious and dream-ish, with strange colors and odd skies. Would I actually use the thing? Would it be cool, or just frustrating? I have a long mental list of stuff I want to photograph with it, and I see new things all the time that seem like perfect subjects. Hmm. Arrgh. Hmm.
I did some printing, so now my ongoing print project has a background. Somehow that makes it look a lot more finishedso much so that now I'm not sure I want to add any more to it at all. Well, there are still a few things it needs, but not as many as I had thought.
The border was a clever trick, I thought. We didn't have nearly enough of the right kind of ornaments to make a full border, so I set one-fourth of a border, and printed it four times on the square sheets of paper. On the press, it looked like one sad lopsided line.
Further proof that I am a big type dork: I took a bunch of spacing material that was useless (because it was bent) and turned it into a dangly pair of earrings. To further confuse the issue, I stamped words onto the little strips of copper so they say "dexter" and "sinister." I wore them today, and now everyone wants a pair. I'm not sure if there are enough bent spacers for everybody.
And in addition to all this fun, it was a chilly stormy day, which alternated between hail and brief outbursts of sunlight. The clouds behind the city skyline were enormous. I went running all over the building trying to find a good window to take pictures from, and ended up in the parking lot. I got to use my new lens a bit and that made me happy.
I'm still thinking about a Holga, too. I don't know why I have this stupid craving for yet another camera, but it won't leave me alone. I keep looking at websites full of pictures looking all mysterious and dream-ish, with strange colors and odd skies. Would I actually use the thing? Would it be cool, or just frustrating? I have a long mental list of stuff I want to photograph with it, and I see new things all the time that seem like perfect subjects. Hmm. Arrgh. Hmm.