November 13, 2003

  • Next to Last Darkroom Class


    Winding up this batch of family photos.  God I always feel like a train wreck after I get home from class.  It’s very intense.  It’s like Thanksgiving dinner.  You have to remember when you put which photo in which pan of chemicals and when to move it to the next, and in between you’re firing up more photos in the enlarger, scampering out into the light to peer at your negatives to make decisions which one to do next, and finally grabbing them out of the last water bath to hang on the line to dry, and then putting them in the drying book to keep the slightly damp ones from sticking to anything.  You have to be hyperalert for a straight 3 hours in semidarkness while dodging 10 other people doing the same thing in close quarters.  Whew.  I’ll sure be glad when I have my own darkroom some day.  But hey I signed up for advanced darkroom class in January.


    Deep Thought:  As we were driving, we saw a sign that said “Watch for Rocks.” Marta said it should read “Watch for Pretty Rocks.” I told her she should write in her suggestion to the highway department, but she started saying it was a joke – just to get out of writing a simple letter! And I thought I was lazy!

Comments (6)

  • My husband did some developing while in Israel.  I would love to learn.  Who knows.  Maybe someday I will.  Infinite Blessings

  • I think it’s awesome that you can do that!!!

    Oh, and I would have just wrote the letter. :)

  • aww, ‘watch for pretty rocks’ that’s really good. look at the bright side of things, eh?

  • I hated being crammed up in the darkroom with others, but having your own darkroom is one of the absolute best things in the world.  You can get really good used darkroom equipment for pretty cheap prices, too.  My husband and I definitely plan to set one up ourselves someday.

  • That does sound intense.  Still, what an experience! 

  • I have always wanted to learn film developing.  Someday…

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