We’ve been watching a lot of The Walking Dead on Netflix.
Does that help to explain the look and feel of this picture?
I’m also been poking around my deep archives, trying to organize them in a way that everything can be found with a couple of keystrokes rather than by my own visual memory and day book.
Make no mistake, my archives have been well backed up to the best practices level since Hurricane Katrina blew through and waterlogged most of my slide archives. But, there is no master library system in place to find pictures easily. That’s all on me. In part, that is due to my own ability to locate pictures quickly be my own recall. For instance, a while back a friend of mine was asking about pictures I took some 35 years ago. I located them in about ten minutes. And, they were in my deep black and white negative files.
To be sure, those images — 35 or 40-year-old black white negatives — will probably never be part of my master library. That’s an almost impossible task. After all, every negative would have to be cleaned up, scanned, and imputed into that system. You know that saying that I’m fond of; “the work is the prayer?” It took an entire abbey of Benedictine monks a decade to digitize the world’s master works. When the Abbott was asked how they could do that, he replied, “the Work is the prayer.”
My images aren’t master works and it won’t take a decade. But, you get the point.
On the other hand, There are black and white images that can be digitized into my new library system. I just have to locate them. And, be very selective. It’s sort of like when a musician releases old work that was “lost.” It was never really lost. It was just mislabeled and buried under heaps of other stuff.
This is a major project. It won’t be done in a week, a month or maybe even in a year. I’m telling you about it so that I say it out loud and so you might ask me how it’s going. It’s the kind of work that gets put off for every possible reason. We all have projects like that. And, it needs to fit in with all of my other work. It’s not something I can do all day, every day.
The picture. This is among the last pictures I made while we were exiled to the high desert of New Mexico following Hurricane Katrina. I was sort of following a bit of Old Route 66 where it sort of wraps itself around Interstate 40 way out in western Albuquerque. This may even be out beyond the city limits. I took the picture and I didn’t think that much of it at the time. Mostly because it was in color and it was sort of bland. Post production, letting a lost of turn to silhouette and converting it to black and white helped it wonderfully.