I don’t know whether the skills — and by inference the capital in equipage and knowledge — exhibited in this space are going to work for me, as it were.
This morning began with my editing a friend’s resume — yes, I can do that too even though approaching my own (there’s a new section on the above tabs) plainly scares me.
Oh my God, what have I done with my life!?
From one perspective, I can answer that without cringing: if deflected, discouraged, or inhibited early on,perhaps, I’ve nonetheless spent my life reading, writing (well, “journaling” at least), playing music, and engaged with photography.
From another perspective, I may not be anything like what America’s combined accounting, engineering, and political cultures want.
Had I gotten any kind of smooth launch into music (one with much less other traditional intellectual enrichment), I’d have hoped by now to have transitioned to underscoring films.
In another life — that train needed to take me to Boston.
This other organic thing, less one-track minded, has sprawled a bit, and here am I squeezing it back into form, casting for “tasking” and otherwise molding it, kneading it around projects.
A combination of the two — direct service relationships and income; independent creative entrepreneurship — comprise my needs.
Offered: a terrific broad editorial and research capability bounded by English only and not by geography at all, such may be the “life of the mind” on the World Wide Web; general photography, where one indeed has to go somewhere with a camera, making the same an east coast (mid-Atlantic, New England, southern states) sport from my location close by two major American Interstates: I-70 and I-81.
Troubled manuscripts — academic, business, creative — may be welcomed here!
Also, schedule permitting and pony car willing, speeding with Nikon glass away from this desktop on a client’s mission would be welcomed here too.
It has to happen.
All kinds of things are just ready for it.
I’m not sure whether to re-post items here or refer to their original showing, but the first word of the blog title, “Print”, tells that one or more prints have been birthed by “Bertha” (the monstrous HP B9180 printer).
I’ll probably invest in another round of inks with the HP unit. After all, she’s on board and behaving better than expected (except for eating a sheet or two of fine art paper now and then in addition to the daily ink spitting pumping of the nozzles involved in checking herself out).
This following comes from a medium format, 6×4.5cm, transparency and 3200-dpi scan, and it came out well on paper this evening.
The camera involved was a Mamiya 645 AF — oh, baby! — and it too could do with a road trip . . . what I really should do with that one is work a portrait session. Old school!