wow there's a room in this house i never noticed before and its been having visitors with some trace of manners like when victoria was queen and calling cards left on a tray after greetings by a butler were not uncommon at all and even crossed stations in many larger cities
but that was then and now there are guests in the hall of zolar if this is being read and this etherial room has bare walls and no musicans or even a blind bard
staying to bless the house and line for a time its a bubble of bits of time from many ages in by no i should deck the hall for zolar has art beyond the gardens to please the eye of a guest many late twentieth century B &W
images in the archeologically significant clear plastic medias and glass as vehicules for a negative image on a large transparent media
yeah imagine ansel adams trapped on a freshwater sandspit
island that sometimes is an island and some times a penninsula....
if so suggestions on what i should scan
in 4x5 inch negatives :
day /// time exposures night
normal light /// light invisible to normal human perception
the "island" wave action
wind and sand action
ice and snow action
snapshots of a moment
spooky weird and objects of momentary existance or objects that no longer exist
pictures in large format of people [few]
am not aware ofa proper way to digitize large 4x5 inch transparencies/ negatives properly with out paying a service/lab for scans and am not digitally savvy but i can make my own emulsions from scratch with the right chem paper or glass media so i'm fussy about what i would put up digitally on the walls any suggestions following those categories
but stay a moment the blind bard awakes and smells flowers and begins to speak as true voice of poets fame :
parodies of anatomy repse in budding flower
like memories of kisses, roses wax and wane:
following the moonlight's lunar contours
wrinkled lilies dotting a crones hair
a soft wrinkled face as sand under tide
brown musty memories exude from attic trunks
the aged lady
graying brown hair - hunching,
attending rusty daguerreotypes
the image is of my essence-
mine,mine to give
never to sell
i am celibate
aspirant of words
language lightbeam of words
ad astra-- to the stars
eternal stars flickering
sparks of original thought
that candlelight rare;
flashpowder of acting suns
supernovae, the transient prophets
the stars shine on --
murky venus looms over my horizon
caught in the cloudy trap
WORD CEASES the bard has sat down unnoticed and is sleeping drunkenly on the table as the guests wonder did they hear the bard or the poem and any how it wasn't the end yet was it ?
....
but that was then and now there are guests in the hall of zolar if this is being read and this etherial room has bare walls and no musicans or even a blind bard
staying to bless the house and line for a time its a bubble of bits of time from many ages in by no i should deck the hall for zolar has art beyond the gardens to please the eye of a guest many late twentieth century B &W
images in the archeologically significant clear plastic medias and glass as vehicules for a negative image on a large transparent media
yeah imagine ansel adams trapped on a freshwater sandspit
island that sometimes is an island and some times a penninsula....
if so suggestions on what i should scan
in 4x5 inch negatives :
day /// time exposures night
normal light /// light invisible to normal human perception
the "island" wave action
wind and sand action
ice and snow action
snapshots of a moment
spooky weird and objects of momentary existance or objects that no longer exist
pictures in large format of people [few]
am not aware ofa proper way to digitize large 4x5 inch transparencies/ negatives properly with out paying a service/lab for scans and am not digitally savvy but i can make my own emulsions from scratch with the right chem paper or glass media so i'm fussy about what i would put up digitally on the walls any suggestions following those categories
but stay a moment the blind bard awakes and smells flowers and begins to speak as true voice of poets fame :
parodies of anatomy repse in budding flower
like memories of kisses, roses wax and wane:
following the moonlight's lunar contours
wrinkled lilies dotting a crones hair
a soft wrinkled face as sand under tide
brown musty memories exude from attic trunks
the aged lady
graying brown hair - hunching,
attending rusty daguerreotypes
the image is of my essence-
mine,mine to give
never to sell
i am celibate
aspirant of words
language lightbeam of words
ad astra-- to the stars
eternal stars flickering
sparks of original thought
that candlelight rare;
flashpowder of acting suns
supernovae, the transient prophets
the stars shine on --
murky venus looms over my horizon
caught in the cloudy trap
WORD CEASES the bard has sat down unnoticed and is sleeping drunkenly on the table as the guests wonder did they hear the bard or the poem and any how it wasn't the end yet was it ?
....
