Tuesday, November 19, 2019

I Should Have Made More



I am writing this a couple days before it will post due to Chatham's death.  Ili is out of town, so I have been sitting and moping and scanning and working on old things, drinking whiskey and eating hardly at all, seriously excited and wanting to post everything I have all at once.

But I know better now.  I won't.

Doesn't this look like an Eggleston to you?  Maybe not, but it does to me.  My photo prof surely was showing us Eggleston's work.  This was the first color work I did, and it was only at his request.  I have two rolls.  Now, I wish I had much, much more.

This was my kitchen in 1978.  You'll see more of the apartment in the future.  I remember it as being the coolest place in the universe.  The pictures show me something else.  But it was the '70s.  Everyone lived with this shit.

Damn, I used to be able to frame the world.

I'll try to do it again.

I'll run out of these too soon.  I want to go back and make more.

Don't we all.

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