Jesus oh Jesus. . . I shot with the Polaroid the other night. I still have a few boxes lying around. The film has mostly gone bad, but some of it is still. . . well, it's bad but it still gives results. I am crazy for it and can't believe that it will never be made again. And so it goes. If only. . . .
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Update. There is only one good photo gallery in town, but it is very, very good. It is NYC good. I went in one day with a pretty girl. The gallery owner chatted us up. The girl I was with promoted me as a photographer. Nice girl. . . but I try to avoid such things. He asked me to let him see some work. I sent him the link to "Lonesomville." I did not hear back from him for over a month, so I though to email him again. Oh. . . ugh. . . ouch. . . quit it!!!!
Here is his response:
Hi Bill. I am very sorry. I did get your email. Never had a chance to reply. Though you series is well done I do not see a fit for us. I do see that it can generate interest and I know you will be very successful with it.
Thank you for you consideration of Snap! Space. I hope you will still visit us.
Fuck me. That is the last time.
I share this with you, my pals. . . but it is awful. I think the work worthy of much, much more, but I am convinced that it will never reach the venue I had hoped. Oh. . . did I say "fuck me"?
If I didn't, I meant to.
Perhaps when I die.
Selavy.
That was all written after midnight. Drunk, of course. Feeling low and sorry for myself. But today is St. Patrick's Day and people will be drunker than I tonight. I will not participate as is my wont. I should have taken some of the big prints in instead of sending him to a website. Oh, well. Live and learn and try not to be bitter. What did I think, anyway? They are just fucking photographs. Maybe I'll have better news soon.
Selah.
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That was all written after midnight. Drunk, of course. Feeling low and sorry for myself. But today is St. Patrick's Day and people will be drunker than I tonight. I will not participate as is my wont. I should have taken some of the big prints in instead of sending him to a website. Oh, well. Live and learn and try not to be bitter. What did I think, anyway? They are just fucking photographs. Maybe I'll have better news soon.
Selah.
I think I'll have better news soon :)
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