epilogue

There are still photos being taken. I have been carting around a number of film cameras (people remember film, don't they?) which has been very interesting, but none of the film has made it out of the cameras yet. It's such a slow process being compounded by the fact that there are indeed 3 film cameras in my life right now and being the optimist that I am I've loaded each with a 36 exposure role. The images you commit to film are far more precious, the shutter doesn't get released with the same reckless abandon that it does on a digital camera. And the resulting pictures are a more like artifacts as they aren't as easily coerced by photoshop into being things they weren't meant to be. And even though I'm not taking the same volume of images you can be assured, the reassuring clunk of a mechanical shutter allowing light to be preserved (with questionable nobility) on a film surface happens most every day in my life.

They won't find a home here in this blog. They will become a part of this: Craig Sinclair Photography which is anything but a coherent home for my pictures yet. And that may only be temporary, until I find a more suitable home for them, a decision that will probably be swayed in no small part by glossy and easily manipulable layout options on a server somewhere. That may very well mean another but different Blogger account one day if nothing else catches my fancy. But until then I'll be over at Flickr, sporadically, but I hope consistently and with better focus (pun intended, probably...)

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January 13, 2008



I don't know. It's two roads, one taking you away, one bringing you back. Has the journey just begun or has it ended? 365 days. I don't think this is done yet but I think it will take a different shape after this. There will be another blog, another project anyway, and I'll link to it here one day soon, or maybe not so soon but eventually, because sometimes the best of intentions to move on to the next thing get misplaced in the shuffle. I'm not sure which road I'm on but it at least feels like I'm going somewhere. Thank you.

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January 12, 2008



This all seems so anti-climactic as I near the end. I'm almost tempted to not take a picture tomorrow as it would seem as appropriate an end as any. But I will. I think.

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January 11, 2008

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January 10, 2008

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January 9, 2008

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January 8, 2008

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January 7, 2008

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January 6, 2008



This one has been in the works for a while.

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January 5, 2008

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January 2, 2008



Earlier in the year a homeless woman was randomly stabbed and killed while sitting on this very bench. It's suspected that it was part of some sort of gang initiation though I don't think they ever figured it out. It's sad that the bench is so undistinguished from the others, and I suspect it would be a different story if the woman who died there had a home, had a family. I usually prefer the tensions and narratives stand alone in the photographs but felt this one deserved a bit of a back story.

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January 1, 2008

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December 31, 2007