The acrid smell of powdered plaster- wet, rotting lathe.
The easy way that floorboards rest in time when water finds the fastest route.
A room first experiencing rain...
I love rot; decay sets me in motion.
I prefer the silent pace of the forgotten. You are not forgotten, armchair...loose hair, leather belt and window frame.
In 2017, I was introduced to the wet plate collodion process (well, Frederick Archer did, one-hundred and sixty-eight years ago), as well as rekindled a relationship with the black and white film darkroom, after twenty-some years. I'm smitten. I'm collecting more sad and worn view cameras than I know what to do with. What have I gotten myself into?
Let's Connect. I'm always ready to shoot, and I have a fully mobile wet-darkroom: Medium format film, wet plate collodion, digital.
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