So I was extremely excited to see the photos. I had no idea what they could have been, was well aware most of them would be duds, but excited nonetheless. And when I got there, I had to wait a while because silly people were actually buying camera stuff at the store, and then I finally was helped and they wanted 89 DOLLARS to develop my five rolls of film and ok whatever, I know black and white film is unusual and therefore more annoying maybe to process but geez. I didn't even ask you to cut the film strips! saving you at least 15 minutes of effort!
And I controlled myself all the way back to my office where I promptly tore into the photos. AND THEY WERE SO POORLY DEVELOPED! If I wanted that much dust and crap on my negs I would have developed them myself in my goddamn basement you stupid clowns, I wouldn't have shelled out equiv of new shoes for them!?!!!?!?!? grrrrrrrr and I KNOW that it wasn't just a dirty lens because the dust and hairs move in every frame! What ever happened to professional pride? Come on guys! and to be honest I am most disappointed because they did the prints for me after I came back from my fellowship in Spain and they were beautiful, just gorgeously developed, and I know they can do better. sigh.
after all that, there is one photo I must share with you, because to my mind it is just so perfect, and almost saved the idiots who botched my film.
|All of my loves, together in one frame, at the beach. How perfectly delightful.|
Ok. I will try and move on now. I have pinned this photo to my wall at work, and I will look at it whenever I feel the murderous rages coming back on.