R.I.P the darkroom.
Written by David WhiteLovely little piece here by Richard Nicholson about the demise of London’s darkrooms.
I suppose it won’t resonate so much unless you have spent time shuffling prints in their trays.
Darkrooms are magical. No two ways about it.
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Discussion (12 Comments)
Don’t you miss the stink of the darkroom? Photographs used to have smell back then.
Do I ever. I tried sniffing my monitor. It did not work.
David. A little interview I did with Richard here, too: http://www.wired.com/rawfile/2011/01/photo-enlargers/
Thanks for putting this link up Pete. Sweet.
Yeah, I remember those days.
Being there was a catharsis in itself.
Like being in the mountains, but with a chemical angle to it.
Great article, Pete. Yes the meditative silence of the darkroom (Memories. In my case great hiding place from art history lectures at uni). We were so patient back then. Shame today we are left with the slight smell of heated plastics from iPads and PCs, instead of books and photographs.
….like listening to a whole album in vinyl… some things in life are just better experienced with more time… the romance of it all!
Yeah, just because technology moves on is no reson why you can’t still enjoy your Michael Bolton greatest hits LPs.
Ain’t that right IAMNOT? 😉
You mean my Brian Adams collection surely?
Hats off to Brian Adams for reinventing himself as a superb fashion photographer.
http://bit.ly/cuyuXC
There’s hope for Phil Collins yet!
No, there isn’t. Is there?
Don’t forget this Duckrabbit: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_wGbjyrclbs&feature=related
He [Phil] is well on the way…