I am writing this a couple days before it will post due to Chatham's death. Ili is out of town, so I have been sitting and moping and scanning and working on old things, drinking whiskey and eating hardly at all, seriously excited and wanting to post everything I have all at once.
But I know better now. I won't.
Doesn't this look like an Eggleston to you? Maybe not, but it does to me. My photo prof surely was showing us Eggleston's work. This was the first color work I did, and it was only at his request. I have two rolls. Now, I wish I had much, much more.
This was my kitchen in 1978. You'll see more of the apartment in the future. I remember it as being the coolest place in the universe. The pictures show me something else. But it was the '70s. Everyone lived with this shit.
Damn, I used to be able to frame the world.
I'll try to do it again.
I'll run out of these too soon. I want to go back and make more.
Don't we all.
ReplyDeleteOh . Good Morning - I wasn't expecting an early post. I'm not sure how I feel about that - rather - don't tell us it is a pre-written thing. Takes the morning verve out of it. Well at least for me. :)
I've just spent some time reading about Eggleston and looking at his photos - more carefully. Yeah - kind of for sure. Just missing some red perhaps - something to add some fire to all that citrus juiciness. But you don't want to be him anyway. I mean sure but no.
Go forward and make more.