Feline post production.

Archive, back up, archive, back up, archive, back up etc etc ad infinitum.

Every snapper knows that the above is what you should do in this beautiful digital age. Back in the day however, when dinosaurs still roamed Frampton Cotterell, I kept my precious transparencies in a box behind the comfy chair in my living room. My housemate’s aged, metal limbed cat liked that room too. Unbeknownst to me, he used it as his toilet, and specifically he used my box of tranny’s as his litter tray. He’s dead now.

After a couple of years, I needed to move house, so pulled the box out. Holy acrid cat piss melted emulsion batman. All the tranny’s were in sleeves, which had held the cat piss next to the pics. Most were ruined beyond belief. Some, however, were truly beautiful. I always promised myself I would have an exhibition of them one day. Maybe I will yet. A lot of my pics are crap, but a lot of those pics are piss.

 

Chinese bus, cat piss extravaganza. Scratch and sniff.

 

Pic taken on a bus in Shanghai. All post production effects by Grub, using industry standard cat urine.

 

DW.