So I was photographed at home today for something I cannot reveal until it happens. First I worked on some photos on the new CS6 - one was a scanned negative, the other was a still life shot in RAW. Ok, so far so good.
Then....
Down to the basement to print in the darkroom. Pour the chemicals in the trays... good.... negative set up... good... then go to plug in the enlarger and safelight. Where is the damn triple plug? Yup... key piece of equipment, gone. So I have to expose, unplug, plug in safelight, process print, plug in enlarger, repeat. Then, I can't take my time like I normally do, do the test strips, etc.. I feel bad taking up his time, so I rush. The print looks like poopoo. And so do I.
I am so nervous I am still shaking. Ugh..... Can I just set up my camera on my tripod and self time a shot of me? Please?????
Mother said to read something relaxing. Everything I have is political or related to teaching or unions. That doesn't help! And my issue of Harper's Bazaar has not arrived yet. I may need to take a walk to Bobby's to get a fluffy magazine. That September Vogue is a brick. I hate Anna Wintour's staleness but I am desperate.
Ugh ugh ugh.....
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