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︎︎︎ March 4th, 2023 ︎︎︎


I think I’d like to have a show of my pictures. Part of that is because I think I could make some money if I made nice frames, and part of it is that it seems like a compelling thing to do. 

Compelling in so far as it will give me something to do:

3. making loads of frames

2. printing loads of pictures

1. choosing which pictures are worth printing

in reverse order. 

That’s the most difficult part, I think. I take a lot of photos that are worth looking at, to me mostly. Pictures of my land, my dogs, Abby. I’m not generally making landscape images, and even when I do, they’re of landscapes particularly arresting to me, and maybe not to anybody else. 

That image of the building for instance. That’s not just any building, it’s The Building. I’d guess there are a dozen people in the world who’d know exactly which building I’m talking about when I say The Building.
That’s a picture of it, or part of it at least. Taken in the alley, years ago now. I think it’s a good picture. The exposure is very good, the composition is interesting, it looms. It’s a good Building. Is that image beautiful enough that someone might want to spend money on it? Is a purchase gated behind knowing what The Building is? Or does it stand on its own two legs? 




How about this picture of Mia and Ryan? I really like that picture. It looks like they’re dancing. Maybe they were, I can’t recall. Eithr way, they both look like sculptures, but also people I love. I can’t recall where I took this picture, but it turned out real nice. But does it have an artistic merit? What does that even mean? I think there’s a version of me out there that would hear the words “artistic merit,” and decide it was worth avoiding, case closed. 
Maybe I’m still that version of me.

Bozo