Notes to Self and Others

IMG_5086.JPGI like to think of myself as technologically capable. But there is sometimes a little whisper in the back of my brain that says “it’s way beyond you.” I’m pretty sure these notes that reside on most electronics belonging to Roger have something to do with it.  Useful to him, but to me they are reminders that nothing is quite as straightforward as it seems.IMG_5087.JPGPerhaps someone in the ecycling world will create poetry from them:

Records clean, monitors okay!

Does not Trans. No squelch.

Playback (sometimes) left chan noisy.

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An Era Ends and Begins

IMG_4867In case you’re not familiar, this is a Showchron flatbed film editing table.* A cutting edge piece of technology in the 70’s, it is now a behemoth in the basement. Or at least it was.

IMG_5068It has now been adopted by a new generation, who despite all that digital has to offer, still want to explore film. I knew they were out there.IMG_5066.JPG

*This is the first in a series, “Dad’s Basement Diaries.”

 

Streetwalkers

While James had flag football practice at a community park, Delaney and I took off to explore the surrounding neighborhood. What did you think this post was about?

She initially complained, but I told her we’d just go up one side of the street and down the other. For some reason, that was acceptable. IMG_4995There was a community garden at the park and most of the houses on the street had abundant yards of their own. Delaney took this picture of apples growing from the scrawniest tree I’ve ever seen to bear fruit. It was happy enough I guess.IMG_4998.JPGWe then encountered a huge dahlia and nosy flamingo. IMG_4996.JPGEach home was unique, some were obscured by purposeful plantings, while others were accessible by bridges or other unusual entryways. Sometimes I marvel that we are in a city. And I am thankful we are.IMG_4997.JPG

Bad is Good

IMG_4772.JPGOne benefit of film photography, in retrospect, is that it allowed us to create more bad pictures than good. Let me explain. Today I am going through several boxes bequeathed to me by my mom when she sold her house. She is still alive and well, but we have more storage space for these things than she does in her new condo. These boxes are full of photos.

Had these photos been produced digitally, it would stand to reason that they wouldn’t have been printed unless they were not only decent, but had been photoshopped, snapseeded, or otherwise paid attention to; the ones I perused today were not, neither before nor after their creation.

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Of course there are some keepers in the pile, but it’s satisfying to be able to toss the majority in a trash bag and not feel the least bit compelled to consult mom on the matter. I am thankful so many of these photos are bad. And I know mom will be thankful she didn’t have to spend any time on this particular project. My suggestion for the future: Keep them in the cloud.

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Au Naturale

IMG_4748.JPGI took this at a friend’s house where we’d been invited for dinner. I was surprised by how black and white the background looks. It dawned on me that one has to clarify when filters aren’t used and edits aren’t made. Or maybe that’s just me.

iPhone snapshots of the day

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