The Farm, The Rocket & The New Studio
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Today Rosemary and I drove in the Rocket to "the Farm" it is right off the freeway on Steveston East. We bought lots of fresh vegetables and Rosemary indulged without any guilt in shucking lots of corn until she found the cobs she wanted. The folks at the Farm provide lots of bins for this. We drove back pretty happy while I thought on how much simpler life is becoming in spite of the stress we still live with. Rosemary has to have stuff checked on Tuesday and we are living in that hazy area of not knowing. But we will know and no matter what we are together.
We watched (courtesy of our local Vancouver Library) our new and latest find which are the excellent British series called Foyle's War with Michael Kitchen (the chief detective of a small coastal town in Britain, Hastings, during WII) and the improbably named but delightful chauffeur Honeysuckle Weeks. We have seen 4 and I believe there may be 12 more to go!
I had the pleasure of processing four rolls of Kodak Plus-X 120 which I took of the girls the past month. The ones you see here where my first efforts in my "new" living room studio. I purposely show sections of the lights stands holding up the wrinkled gray seamless and the strip of carpet at the girls' feet. As I look at these pictures in delight I think back that I have had four studios before this one. The first one was in our basement of our home in Burnaby. Another was a large one in a pre-not-yet-expensive Hamilton Street in Yaletown. That studio had a huge white cove wall and I could have photograped a tank, had I been able to instert it into the elevator as the studio was on a second floor. The last studio, the one on Robson I had for 15 years and its memory is becoming as faint as Rosemary's Audi Sophie. The Rocket has made me change allegiance from one gal to another. I feel shameless!
But as I look at these pictures I reflect that when I had the studio I hardly ever photographed the girls, particularly with lights. Taking them to the studio was formal, almost a stiff affair. I reflect that since the advent of my iPhone I have never taken more pictures of the girls and just about everything else I want to photograph. Pardoxically the ease and the availability of the iPhone has made me think more of photography and I am taking out my Mamiya more and loading it with Ektachrome and Plus-X. I am taking more pictures. Life can be grand and more so if only Rosemary is as well as I think she will be.