Posts in Category: Black & White Emulsions
Ghosts
FUJIFILM X100S (23mm, f/2.5, 1/90 sec, ISO1600)
A cab combs the snake,
Tryin’ to rake in that last night’s fare,
And a solitary sailor
Who spends the facts of his life like small change on strangers…
Paws his inside P-coat pocket for a welcome twenty-five cents,
And the last bent butt from a package of Kents,
As he dreams of a waitress with Maxwell House eyes
And marmalade thighs with scrambled yellow hair.
Tom Waits: The Ghosts of Saturday Night.
The fundamental delusion of humanity is to suppose that I am here and you are out there.
FUJIFILM X100S (23mm, f/4, 1/450 sec, ISO400)
“I think, that if I touched the earth,
It would crumble;
It is so sad and beautiful,
So tremulously like a dream.”
Dylan Thomas
Drinking, not in L.A.
FUJIFILM X100S (23mm, f/8, 1/160 sec, ISO400)
But we did nothing, absolutely buttkiss that day
And I say, what the hell am I doing drinking in L.A. at 26?
(With my mind on my money and my money on my BEER!)
I know that life is for the taking
So I better wise up and take it quick (one more time at Trader Vic’s)
Bran Van 3000: Drinking in L.A.
Who’s that girl?
“I love you so much I’ll never be able to tell you;
I’m frightened to tell you. I can always feel your heart.
Dance tunes are always right: I love you body and soul:
—and I suppose body means that I want to touch you and be in bed with you,
and i suppose soul means that i can hear you and see you and love you
in every single, single thing in the whole world asleep or awake”
Dylan Thomas.
Card Trick
Ilford Pan F+.
Hasselblad 500 c/m, Ilford PanF+, caffenol development, ilford rapid fix, scanned @ 4800 dpi with an Epson v550.
There is just something special about film. Maybe its the way the depth of field just falls of so gradually as opposed to the way digital now seems to fall off in chunks. Something about the way the light falls on the clothing or the skin. Its just magic.
