Jann of the Ardent Heart
Saturday, December 23, 2017
She got her first guitar when she was 15 and wrote her first song not long after. By
the time she was 22, she’d abandoned plans to go to university and become a
teacher. Instead, she left home to pursue a musical career, leaving her mother
crying in the driveway.
Chris Dafoe
– The Globe and Mail – Saturday November 19 1994
Perhaps this blog has no particular Christmas theme if one at all. And yet this woman's (Jann Arden), badly spotted and streaked 8x10 glossy (one that went from Vancouver to the Globe and Mail's photo desk in Toronto and back has languished (beautifully) in my files until tonight December 22, 2017.
It looks the way it does because in those years Ilford made a paper that was on a plastic base. It was easy to print and it produced beautiful jet blacks. But the paper (Ilfospeed) was unstable and even if not displayed to light but stored inside my metal files, sometimes it would develop these nice (to my eyes) colours.
It was tonight that I read in Facebook (I landed in Jann Arden's page by accident) her account of looking at herself in the mirror. It is honest, beautiful and wonderful. It has over 1000 comments.
When I read it I felt uplifted. If anything this makes this a most adequate Christmas blog!
It looks the way it does because in those years Ilford made a paper that was on a plastic base. It was easy to print and it produced beautiful jet blacks. But the paper (Ilfospeed) was unstable and even if not displayed to light but stored inside my metal files, sometimes it would develop these nice (to my eyes) colours.
It was tonight that I read in Facebook (I landed in Jann Arden's page by accident) her account of looking at herself in the mirror. It is honest, beautiful and wonderful. It has over 1000 comments.
When I read it I felt uplifted. If anything this makes this a most adequate Christmas blog!
