Over the last few months, I’ve been scanning old negatives and transparencies on my
Nikon 9000 scanner, so there’s been a lot of black and white negatives on my light table lately.
I like the process of looking at negatives and contact sheets and using a loupe to check focus and exposure.
It’s a ritual I miss. But I don’t miss scanning film.
And I really don’t miss how long it takes to make a good scan!
header image: traction dots at a Metra commuter train stop – Chicago
above: Chicago store front doors and frozen pond
This heart within me I can feel, and I judge that it exists.
This world I can touch, and I likewise judge that it exists.
There ends all my knowledge, and the rest is construction.
For if I try to seize this self of which I feel sure, if I try to define and
to summarize it, it is nothing but water slipping through my fingers.
– Albert Camus
from The Myth of Sisyphus: and Other Essays