Last two




Turning silver into gold


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"Ah man... just got back from my daughter's house.  It was so much fun!  Enjoyed the 'high tech' film developing.  wink wink

There were certainly lots of laughs (and buckets of tears) when we went through the pics.  We cried a lot when we read your son's (I assume FM is your son) views on years gone by.  He is walking in his father's footsteps for sure. 

You can probably tell from the pictures that our family lived in Oz  - some of it was very very good and some was very very hard.  We weren't well off, but my Mom and Dad did their best.  At my little sister's first birthday (dark haired girl in the 'much loved' high chair) you'll see a plate the fluffy birthday cake was on (you'll notice it in the picture especially when Mom pushed the cake toward her and she dug in with her hands.) That was our Birthday Cake Plate.  After Mom died, my sister had the plate broken into little pieces and each of us now has an angel made out of the cake plate.  I'll take a picture of it and send it to you.  It's hard (because the film is not in order) to date the events, but we're working on it.  My sister's First Communion picture is classic.  The pictures solidify my memories, and give images to the things I only heard about.  Thanks again for your efforts. I hate to see this come to an end, but I can't wait for the final installment."

I hate to see it end too.


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Next roll





I want to take a photo of the pike and you guys




I mean, of you guys.














A few years ago, on a photography website, someone started a thread about "the best photograph you've ever seen."

There were votes for Ansel Adams. There were votes for Diane Arbus. There were votes for, well, you know where I'm heading.

I voted for a color snapshot I'd seen posted on that website. It was taken in Greece or Italy I think. Done with a classic camera, it showed the photographer's grandmother in her tiny kitchen.
There was a kettle on the stove and the ancient woman had a towel in her hand to protect her when she picked up the kettle.

I lost the photograph due to a hard drive failure.

The above photograph competes with that lost photo I think.

So much effort is spent on exposure and resolution that we often lose the point. The photographer who did this photo had no such handicap. To me, it's a classic. Perfection.





Somehow it's appropriate that the last photograph is a double exposure. The only one in fifty six opportunities.