I wrote about my current fiddling with my scanner and negatives in my oficina - link above. I want to add another element. Yes it is pleasant for me to sit down and print in a well-lit office with a strong cup of me next to me. I am not breathing caustic darkroom fumes. I should have died a long time ago because I often used the carcinogen Kodak Selenium Toner.
The additional pleasure is for me to print, sign it and slip it into a protective plastic sleeve and (most important give it to someone as a gift). Thanks to my Rosemary’s financial skills I no longer need the money. Some might say that if you don’t sell your work you cannot call yourself an artist. Of this I simply do not give a damn.
It is enough of a reward to see that smile when I place a photograph in a person's hands and (most important) not show them an image on my phone. In this century we are forgetting the beauty of a physical object you can hold.
What you see here is the print I made of Rosemary which I purposely scanned with the plastic sleeve. It made little difference.
