Printed about ten new things (on zee inkjet) yesterday. The shot of the cat is probably my favorite, although the Snow In Front of My House is very pretty. I had mixed the dektol the day before to do this and a few other things in the darkroom but never got to it.
Then I ordered a portfolio -- according to my new plan -- from Light Impressions -- and at the same time, since the Thawte Certificate was in place two orders came in, so who knows. Things are busy again and I think will only get busier once I add about ten or more digital prints to the For Sale section. Funny thing about how the Thawte Logo -- is that, at least in IE, unless you have Thwate listed as a trusted site, the logo doesn't show up -- which I found pretty puzzling at first -- the computer world is puzzling.
I do think that keeping my hand in the digital world with all the notecard experiments did finally pay off, at least in terms of the learning curve not having to be learned again.
My old Polaroid Sprintscan 4000 broke down a few months ago, and I've been using the SprintScan 35LE since then (1950 dpi) which is fine for smaller prints but for larger sized prints I'll need another serious scanner: probably the Dimage 5400. Probably sooner rather than later.
That's it fer now -- dear readers. It's 4:34 a.m. -- and I shouldn't be sitting here writing this but should be manufacturing snores.
My friend Andy told me that I should put more of the portrait type shots of people up for sale, and went on with an explanation of how human faces are the first things we learn to recognize, and how important that is for our civilization to flourish and generally to run smoothly, and I am equally sure, that unless the photograph is of someone "famous" it is just not going to get hung on the living room wall, which is where my prints are destined to be shown.
I do love the shot of the Subway Singer, but in fact, there is too much emotion in it to be viewed in all but the most emotional of houses (whatever that means). But if you look at people's walls, at least here, on the upper east side, you may find pictures of celebrities, or shots of the family -- not much even there -- but no shots of street singers. None. Nada. And even the poetic shot of the kid with the dog, which you'd think might sell -- no. Abstract design. Tranquil images. Nothing remotely approaching anything forceful is going up above the sofa unless it is a known commodity in a teenagers room and they don't have sway over the living room decor.
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