... And if you've been keeping up, you'll understand why I fired off the remaining shots on the reel and sent it off to the chemist.
(If you've not been keeping up, why not sod off? I mean that in a positive sense - please don't feel you have to keep this drivel on-list in some bizarre 'friend'-contractual pact. Hoover the JH-R out of the view that is not the default_view while you're at it.)
Hm. Well. There's some magic Lomo-tech that renders anything captured with it as instantly seventies and foreign. Really old pictures go sepia. These have gone... Flared. And by cracky the thing guzzles light like a photon-vampire. A good half of the pictures look exactly like the sleeve of 'Loveless', there are some that make London look like some place where Trabants are currency, others that seem to be Ballardian reconstructions of the cover of Autobahn and one or two good ones that entirely defy description or indeed recollection.
A result, then. I may get the next set burned to CD.
[ I still have no particular desire to 'take photographs' in any sort of active or recognised sense. There are already people who do that well and regularly and I don't want to seem to cheapen their turf by impinging on it.
However, I would like to be able to return from wanderings with a set of images that seem to have no bearing on anything I or anyone else concerned may have done or experienced. ]
Soon, I will bang on about footwear.
(If you've not been keeping up, why not sod off? I mean that in a positive sense - please don't feel you have to keep this drivel on-list in some bizarre 'friend'-contractual pact. Hoover the JH-R out of the view that is not the default_view while you're at it.)
Hm. Well. There's some magic Lomo-tech that renders anything captured with it as instantly seventies and foreign. Really old pictures go sepia. These have gone... Flared. And by cracky the thing guzzles light like a photon-vampire. A good half of the pictures look exactly like the sleeve of 'Loveless', there are some that make London look like some place where Trabants are currency, others that seem to be Ballardian reconstructions of the cover of Autobahn and one or two good ones that entirely defy description or indeed recollection.
A result, then. I may get the next set burned to CD.
[ I still have no particular desire to 'take photographs' in any sort of active or recognised sense. There are already people who do that well and regularly and I don't want to seem to cheapen their turf by impinging on it.
However, I would like to be able to return from wanderings with a set of images that seem to have no bearing on anything I or anyone else concerned may have done or experienced. ]
Soon, I will bang on about footwear.