Salt Soaked

...both the negative and my sister.

I'll stick to a few highlights from the family trip to see our grandmother in Evia. It's been so long I hardly remember. I'll have to think about it.

I've become intrigued with techniques that destroy the negative. This is an otherwise very nice photo which stands up on its own merits, but I like the idea of not giving a shit about the material. Photographers, especially film photographers, can be so incredibly anal. They refrigerate their film and store their negatives with those stupid little silica "don't eat me you dolt" sachets. They test different films and developers and papers with scientific precision. They take piles of notes. Most of the time I am astronomically bored by the photos these people take. Yes, they may have a forever repeatable darkroom technique and never waste a sheet of paper or shoot an underexposed negative, but so what? They put me to sleep and so does their photography. It sounds like such a burden, like a job, work. I like photography because it's creative and fun and a way to express myself or even express nothing. The negative is just thing. It doesn't matter.

LC-A+ in waterproof Krab housing
Agfa Vista 400
Soaked in hot salt water for 20 minutes and left hanging to dry for 2 days

posted 11/10/2010