Ugh

Sorry for the long silence... Christmas has come and gone here in Ireland. Many tasty treats were had (thanx Franny) but mostly I was sad. Very sad. I don't know if it's a seasonal thing, or a Christmas thing, or living on my own again thing, but I haven't been at my best. Hopefully, the worst is past. This site really helped, as did these folks.

My darkroom is up and running, although I haven't been doing as much printing as I had hoped. Up to Dublin next weekend for another printing workshop, this one is specifically on toning with Tim Rudman. I'm looking forward to it. Scored a return plane ticket for 1 euro (not a typo), plus taxes which still works out cheaper than the train and only 10 euro more than the bus. And I get there in 45 minutes! How great is that?

Just back from a mini-trip to Dublin to take a class on lith printing with Tim Rudman. I really enjoyed it, both for what I learned, and for being able to hang out with a bunch of photographers for the day. I found a cheap way to get there and a cheap place to stay, which made the whole thing do-able.

Tim said something about how photographers spend their lives "hanging out over the chemicals, staring into the dark, and willing something to happen." That is *so* true, and applies to my Friday nights at the pub, as well. I stare at the object of my affection and will something to happen. No luck as of yet, but you'll be the first to know.

I was reminded of late night trips on a Brooklyn-bound "F" after a night at Print Space. I'd forgive you for thinking I was enjoying the scent of a hot woman, but it was the smell of fixer that lingered on my skin. I'd curl up in a corner seat, look at my box of prints, sniff my fingers, and grin like a lunatic.