have I lost my eye?

Been missing my darkroom.

In Connecticut, I took some pictures in the barn where my uncle Paul lives.

My insanely beautiful sister.
So soft and smooth when compared to the aged side of the barn. There will come a time that she too is greyed and faded with age.

Six years without a working darkroom is too long. Maybe I will just buy Photoshop and learn how to do it in the computer...That just feels wrong to even write. Photography is NOT a child-friendly pursuit for an artist. Frustration. I have completed nothing worthwhile this whole Summer. Not even a goofy kid painting. I miss me..

I miss my darkroom

I am making no art to speak of these days. I sure do miss my dark room. There has not been a working dark room in this house for over 6 years. Sigh.

This is a scanned copy of one of my favorite images. It is my Grandmother Irene. The scan is only so-so. The original has more definition on the right side.