Tuesday, November 13, 2018

2018 Guggenheim.

This years Guggenheim portfolio, in order.  Glad to have it out.  On to the next thing.



















Tuesday, September 18, 2018

Breaking into the Fall.

  Deardorff is recovered.  Mostly.  New back, new ground glass, new lens, new lens board.  Show came and went at Foto Relevance in Houston.  Show opening on Sept 29 at The grace Museum in Abilene, Texas.  Prints are delivered.  Just have to go to the opening.

  Darkroom up and functioning.  Studio is working across the street.  Nothing interferes with work except the normal cacophony of modern life.


  First stage of Guggenheim kicked out the door.

  Tornadoes lined up.  Still taking several sessions to get an idea refined.

Shooting schematic on the back of the Deardorff.

Negative.

Rains brought a big mushroom bloom.  Rare.  We didn't get on last year.

Proof of the negative.  I know how to change it, perhaps improving...but going to let this one sit for a bit.

Mushnado.  Maybe.

  Shows, ideas, some print sales.  

What else is possible?

Wednesday, June 27, 2018

Raising the Deardorff from the dead.

  Looked like the first thing was to replace the ground glass.  There's a nice Youtube Video, just had to order the stuff.
The stuff.



Followed the video.  Had four pieces of glass cut.  I ground for an hour each.  Replaced the grinding compound several times.  Used a cardboard base.  Each piece got one hour and ten minutes of grinding, plus the grind-er got three hours and 30 minutes.  They all looked the same and all fit and worked as well as the original.  Looks like after an hour's grinding, nothing changes.  They can't be judged wet.  When they are dry you can see what's going on.


  I had a spare I had carried for 25 years in various vehicles.  When I opened up the protective packaging.... IT was shattered.  Now I have a spare for a spare.  Plus another spare.

  Turns out the back springs are sprung and the wood that is missing is important.  Plus I broke a corner mounting pin off.  Looks like its time for a new 5X7 back.  I can have one made....for the price of a used 5X7 Deardorff.  Currently beating the bushes.

  All 4X5 Deardorff Specials come with a 4X5 and 5X7 back.  Seems like there would be a few spare 5X7 backs floating around, since that format is used less.  It's a scavenger hunt.

  But grinding the glass was kinda fun.


Tuesday, June 26, 2018

Summer starts in the Blackfork Watershed

  We get back.  I'm slightly busted.   No business going, because I'm moving a darkroom and have a quick show deadline looming)  Before I left I'd finished printing a show for Foto Relevance in Houston.  Then I packed up and moved out of the darkroom at Tyler Junior College.  I'd been using it for several years and had printed two big museum shows there, plus this one.  Moving out is an 8X10 enlarger and two 5X7 enlargers.  Sink.  Negative files, plus, plus, plus.  All that stuff piled at Lindsey Lane.  New darkroom will be built there.

  I had the prints.  I ordered the mats.  I ordered the plex.  I had made the frames.  Now it was time to put it all together.  The mats were sloppy- (very rare from my supplier.)  300 bucks worth of  plex was 1/4 inch off.  Crazy, though that's modern life.  Every photo project has a disaster built into it.  You might as well just anticipate it's arrival with gladness.  More plex.  More mats.

  Two days of stretching and pulling got my Moab rib really singing.



  Thirteen nice big 20X24 paper prints in nice frames.  





  Then I drove them 200 miles to Houston on Monday, the 11th.  And drove home.


Stacked along the gallery wall, safe and sound!  Nice little announcement card!

Saturday, June 23, 2018

Moab Solstice Snake.

  Don't go there.  It's terrible.  You'll get lost.  Its a 10 mile round trip.  I saw a real rattle snake nearly too late.  The route-finding is very sporty and if you make even the slightest mistake you'll wander in the heat.  There's quite a bit of climbing.  Cactus.  Spiny stuff.  Loose rocks.  All that said...


A friend of mine arranged a ride for about half the distance.  It's really not a road or even a trail.  I wouldn't take a horse or llama in there, much less walk it.  I watched KL drive in and though I saw it with my own eyes, I didn't believe it.  Then we parked and started picking along through broken-block, gnarly, block-tipping, ascending landscape.  Makes the ruggedest parts of Yosemite look like a play school playground.

  But, through luck and lots of research and study of maps, videos, accounts, terrain, et...there we were.


There are few things in MOMA or the Louvre this good.  It's a stomp-down astounding holy thing.


We had decent light, being there fairly early.


  Shot four pieces of film.  Then fell off a rock into a boulder field below.  A little too casual.  Gashed my head, which was pretty scenic, but really nothing, but also broke a rib.  Could have been much, much worse.  Saddled up my gear and out we went.  Deardorff took a beating.  Lost some wood.  Ground glass shattered.  120 Super Angulon took a fatal glass strike.



Happy to be shaken but not stirred.  End of photography for the trip.  I had plenty of other lenses and a spare ground glass, but turned out IT was broken in the pocket of the car.  I'd carried it around for years.  We headed home one day early.



Friday, June 22, 2018

Crossing snakes in Moab.

  It's a terrific drive from Bluff to Moab.  Good pavement, new things to see.  The rocks put on a fairly terrific show.  Moab is like Six Flags over Red Rocks.  It's in an astounding setting.

  I'd located a 22 hump snake that is just near the entrance to Sand Flat recreation area.  The only problem was, in the last year or so someone had shot it up.  Unbelievable in this day and age, but there it was.  A genuine atrocity.  Someone should be hanged in the public square.





The light was afternoon sunlit awful, and the heat beginning to get focused, but its an easy access.  Needs to be seen in the morning, but I shot  some film.

  Has to be a solstice/equinox marker.  Lines up via compass with a bigger snake that is a June Solstice marker.  There's a little slab on the South side that ought to handle the shadow very well.  Vandalized.  


There's the slab to the South with a little faint ascending snake rising along the dark stain line.  This was an important site.  They shot up the little snake as well.  I'd love to meet them and hear an explanation.


Little snake is ascending at bottom bullet holes.  











Thursday, June 21, 2018

The Blue Door Band.

  If you have read "Eating Stone" by Ellen Meloy, you know who the Blue Door Band of Desert Bighorns are.  Last year I had camped in or near the band's territory on the Sand Juan between Bluff and Mexican Hat.  Cindy and I drove out to spend the night at that same point.  Last year with my binocs I could see sheep trails below, but never saw one.  This year about 30 seconds of looking and I realized I was seeing four rams bedded down behind the vegetation fringe along the river below.


There eight in the group.


That morning after breakfast at Recapture we had walked out to the Meloy Memorial on the river.  This sculpture is inspired by a sketch she made of Bighorn petroglyph.  I'd love to see that glyph.  There is also a newer memorial to Katie Lee down near the river bank.


Just out of Bluff we stopped so I could hike closer to a couple of wall shapes to the North of the highway on the edge of town.  It was an easy hike, but all ascending.  Shot a couple pieces of film.



We hit the Goosenecks, and went up and down the Moki Dugway.  Just touring and killing time before heading to the San Juan.


Dried deer draped over fence with Raven leaving.  Near the bottom of the Dugway.  We ranged as far West as Gouldings in Monument Valley.  Ate lunch at Mexican Hat on the river.  Went out to see the volcano neck South of town.  Just killing time.  Finally got late enough in the afternoon to head to the campsite over the San Juan.



Cindy watching the Ram Band bed down in the evening.


They were just along the vegetation band along the river.  Didn't seem very wary.  Must not be any big cats in the area.  They ranged around in prime ambush country.

Next morning I looked at some shadows.


Last time this year to wear fleece....until October.


Slept in the van.  Cindy got up to watch falling stars.  I got up with the spotting scope to check the Rings of Saturn.  We had a Ring-tailed Cat go after the grocery box.  Typical night in the desert.  Nobody in sight or sound at this very remote mesa tip over the San Juan.  It looks a lot like the Goosenecks.  I shot a couple of shadows and off we went to Moab.