While I am a person firmly in that past 20th century I sometimes admit that, here and there, improvements go beyond that black dial telephone we always answered when it rang.
My Canon Pro-1 inkjet printer died last December before I went to Buenos Aires. I did not replace it until a month and a half ago. My new printer is an EpsonP700. It took my friends Paul Leisz and Jeff Gin (on separate days) a combined time of over 3 hours to install it. Both Leisz and Gin are experts in things digital. All I can say is that in this century that lovely dictum that “form follows function” has been damnly reversed to “function follows form”. Anything that is deemed to be better now is always more difficult to operate.
With the Epson installed I have to state here that this printer is far superior to the Canon. It comes with a little built-in monitor and the moment you click “print” it does so quickly and efficiently.
Not knowing what to do with my time this evening (with my melancholy caused by missing my Rosemary) I decided to print two of Rosemary’s sandwiched negative scans with the giant alarm clock and the hour glasses ( I wrote about that here) and place them in two little frames. The ceramic one I will keep and when I meet my personal oblivion my eldest daughter Alexandra will inherit it. The other little pewter frame I will give to Hilary when she visits me tomorrow.
A photograph framed is a photograph saved.
