I was uncomfortable taking pictures of people in Paris when I was there in late November 1992. I had a used Pentax K-1000 I'd just bought in Austin, where I was living at the time. But this was an easy shot to take while I was sitting at the bar all by myself drinking a cafe noir (espresso in demitasse cup) late in the evening on what was Thanksgiving Day in the U. S. I developed (printed) this 6" x 9" photo from the negative in Rita Henry's darkroom in Little Rock in November 2014. I didn't get interested in using the darkroom, though, so this is the only photo I've ever developed myself, although I spent time in Pat Calkins' darkroom when we were in junior high together and he took and developed photos. I remember being in his red-light-lit closet darkroom with him, and also being with him when he took a pinhole photo near 28th and Hazel in Pine Bluff. I still like taking pictures with old-fashioned cameras, but don't like developing them myself.
Saturday, February 23, 2019
Pinball in a Paris cafe November 1992
I was uncomfortable taking pictures of people in Paris when I was there in late November 1992. I had a used Pentax K-1000 I'd just bought in Austin, where I was living at the time. But this was an easy shot to take while I was sitting at the bar all by myself drinking a cafe noir (espresso in demitasse cup) late in the evening on what was Thanksgiving Day in the U. S. I developed (printed) this 6" x 9" photo from the negative in Rita Henry's darkroom in Little Rock in November 2014. I didn't get interested in using the darkroom, though, so this is the only photo I've ever developed myself, although I spent time in Pat Calkins' darkroom when we were in junior high together and he took and developed photos. I remember being in his red-light-lit closet darkroom with him, and also being with him when he took a pinhole photo near 28th and Hazel in Pine Bluff. I still like taking pictures with old-fashioned cameras, but don't like developing them myself.
Friday, February 1, 2019
Old shipping crate from Munich
It's a wooden shipping crate (about 3'x2'x2') that someone brought into the Recycling Center and gave me about nine years ago. Looks old enough to be pre-WWII. Might not be the same company, but there's still a Rosenthal store in Munich.
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