Not quite a darkroom, rather prints that I made in one.
There are no sets, or order here; they are presented just as they have come out of a multitude of storage boxes. So random is the only order or should that be chaos? An exhibition of chaos maybe!
I opened four large folio boxes and was able to consign the contents of three of them to the waste paper bin without a twinge or qualm. Isn’t time a great critic, five years ago I considered they were works of art worth keeping, today recyclable rubbish. At least I enjoyed seeing those I show here again, like greeting old friends and reviving fond memories.
There is a element of magic in the experience of making a picture within a darkroom environment that I find difficult to describe and which I was sad to leave. The exposure of our paper to projected light to produce the perfect print requires the skills of an artisan, one who has practiced and honed their abilities over many hours if not years, this has to be blended with an alchemist’s innate understanding of chemical interaction and reaction before the envisaged results can be transferred to paper in a few brief moments, this in much the same way that a musician can produce harmony from an instrument as a continuous memorised symphony rather than a stuttering of mere noise by the untrained.
In his foreword for his book “The Negative” Ansel Adams wrote: “I eagerly await new concepts and processes. I believe that the electronic image will be the next major advance. Such systems will have their own inherent and inescapable structural characteristics, and the artist and functional practitioner will again strive to comprehend and control them.” It’s that route that I am now following after the closure of my darkroom.
A selection of my favourite silver prints can be accessed by clicking on the thumbnails below, all images are hyper-linked: