Some quality time passed since my last blog entry. Well, before jumping to conclusions: No, I haven’t been highly inspired nor am I going through some artistic crises. I’m not pondering about exhibition, publications or what iMac to get. No, in fact, I haven’t done anything of relevance in the past weeks. And honestely, this entry is going to proof – why am I posting then? Because I just finished a book and didn’t feel like starting the next. Plus, don’t I feel like going to bed.
I do more feel like stealing your time. And bandwidth.
So, what happened in good old Vienna in the last two weeks. Well, well, for starters Sebastian and I had the wonderful idea of developing some color negative film. We tested it on some fantastic Kodak Farbwelt200 film which came out fine except some green tinct. Course, we mixed the stab with tab water resulting in some lime-stone stains. And some scratching. Ha, scratching, yes, I’ve been a fine artist with the squeegee.
Since we have no processor but a rotation tube system, we had to keep the temperature with a very dedicated self-assembled machine. Not sure how far the RC is meant to be used that way but yeah, it did it’s job well. Or not. Dunno. What matters is more Sebs pose and that stain on his pants. No questions.
Quick and dirty Blog. Almost no ranting for my standards. But sub-standard photos. Does that compensate? Well, I had my first lecture at university today and yes, I guess it’s time to sum up things: Got myself about 20 rolls of color negative film – shot about 3. Got myself about 60 rolls ISO100 B/W film – shot about 10. However, I exposed about 30 rolls of 400TX. And took almost 30,000 digital frames. What do those figures say? I don’t know. Photographically (not sure if that word actually exists) it was a tiring summer. At least, my bank account recovered. Capitalism is one of the most beautiful things mankind ever introduced. Or was it around before us? Not sure. And in the end, it doesn’t matter to me. Because it doesn’t make me and my Leica more dedicated. Because in the real end, it’s all about that red dot. It’s attitude and how to sell oneself. Art schools and all that shite.
Did I mention that my socks smell?
Great week and weekend, I mean, it’s almost Friday here,