Back in the days of film, I had access to a darkroom. I really enjoyed shooting in black and white; processing the film by unloading the camera and rewinding the film onto a reel in the total blackout of the darkroom; adding the chemicals; drying the film; and finally, printing the photos. It was the one activity I found to be so diverting I would forget to eat. Today the process is nearly instantaneous, but I’m discovering its just as much fun. (So far I haven’t forgotten to eat, but I might have, just once, got distracted in church looking at possible lines and angles).
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