Lost Nuts and Found Bolts

Was it 2015 or 2016 that I decided to process film again after years of not touching Black & White film.  Gently rock, turn, and tap the processing tank once every minute for however many minutes was recommended. I misplaced the notes. The state of being at a moments notice, I am finding my way back. Untitled, Winter 2015 Untitled, Winter 2015 Thinking of Ralph Eugene Meatyard

More Images from found rolls of film.  Scanned yesterday and worked with them all days.   Ice Age Heading West Beach Time

The World is Our Garbage Can Found 4 rolls of film that I had developed right after moving to Kenosha from Chicago.  The film has sat in the back of a shelf, I discovered it last night. I scanned some of the negatives to see what I had found.  Because of this discovery, I am going back to film. It slows me down and requires my presence.  Another realization-  I always seem to take photographs of litter, garbage, broken things.  I realized that I never pick up the stuff.  An interesting project will be to photograph and then pick up the messes and then re-photograph again. 

Living Water 17 3/4" X 24" CMYK Planographic monoprint With hand coloring mounted on canvas 7/2019

“Pulvis et umbra sumus" Horace. We are dust and shadow We Are All Shadows 16 1/2" X 23" Planographic monoprint w/hand coloring on paper mounted on canvas 6/2019

May 14, 1965 “Boss of the Bay,” KYA presents the Rolling Stones, the Byrds, Beau Brummels, Paul Revere and the Raiders, and the Vejtables, at Civic Auditorium. San Francisco My   parents took me to the concert and dropped me off,   I went in alone.   The Byrds were great,   but with the stones, all I could hear was screaming kids.   I wanted to listen to the music.   Things haven't changed that much I still want to listen to the music. June 24, 1967 The second concert I went to 1967.  A Fact, But on the night I went  Opening for  Jefferson Air planer was Big Brother and the Holding Company with Janis Joplin Opening for Jimi. Grace had a sore throat or something.  I went on a Friday or Saturday.  Saw Pigpen there, It was a magical evening and Jimi was fantastic…. But so was everything. Janis   was 1000% present, and everyone was present.  It was my introduction to what a total sensory experience could be....

"Duplicitous Twit 45-5/19" planographic monoprint w/hand coloring Made this print while thinking about Trump the meaning of the word Twit, I wonder if that relates to what was being thought about when Twitter was developed. + all of its synonyms that relate look it up..., And the definition of duplicity.   I know making art doesn't change things, voting does and taking action does. But making makes me feel better for the moment.