we're gonna need a bigger boat. book. book.
So, as of RIGHT NOW --- not counting the .... greater than several... packets of negs I've yet to attack that are waiting in my desk, by which I mean "I hope it's less than 20 but I can't tell" --- right now, everything analog photographic of mine is in one place. Negs, contact sheets, prints, everything. They're all in a big binder.
It is about to explode.
Lots of old photos from high school.
Including two of my favorites.
Contact sheet from the very first protest I ever shot. Awww, memories. I got threatened with arrest that day. Awwww, disobedience.
Contact sheet from a bunch of class assignments and a bit of fucking around. Awww, memories. We got chased away by the police that day. Awwww, loitering.
The eventual plan is to assemble one of these for my digital stuff. Printed contact sheets and backups on CD or DVD or something round and shiny. I expect assembling that would take the better part of a year. Yipe.
It is about to explode.
Lots of old photos from high school.
Including two of my favorites.
Contact sheet from the very first protest I ever shot. Awww, memories. I got threatened with arrest that day. Awwww, disobedience.
Contact sheet from a bunch of class assignments and a bit of fucking around. Awww, memories. We got chased away by the police that day. Awwww, loitering.
The eventual plan is to assemble one of these for my digital stuff. Printed contact sheets and backups on CD or DVD or something round and shiny. I expect assembling that would take the better part of a year. Yipe.