I 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.Perhaps someone in the ecycling world will create poetry from them:
Records clean, monitors okay!
Does not Trans. No squelch.
Playback (sometimes) left chan noisy.
Phones and line . Open door before writing to A drive.
In 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.
It 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.
*This is the first in a series, “Dad’s Basement Diaries.”
Reading “The Boys in the Boat” on a ferry under clear blue skies. Seattle at its best. I’m even compelled to say, “Go Seahawks!”
One 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.
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.
I 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.