Bobby Ironsights
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- Dec 3, 2006
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- Thunder Bay, ON, Canada
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AWESOME!!!! THIS BOOK IS AWESOME!!!
It seems like I've read one hell of alot about the technique of photography in the past term, and before. Textbooks mostly, and also reveiwed and critiqued the works of famous photographers, and sat in on the presentations of fellow students. I've sat through COUNTLESS hours of lecture, and printed in a darkroom, hours weekly, with a lab tech breathing over my shoulder and a clock ticking like a metronome.
I've also spent many long nights, of longer than 12 hours at a time in my bathroom, under a OC safelight, making print after print, rocking trays and counting seconds.
I've spent time in bed, annoying my GF trying to sleep, while I kept the light on reading through the works of photochemists like Bill Troop, searching for the holy Grail of developer/fixer/toner combinations.
I've wasted more time than I can possibly account for without shame, poring over MTF charts for lenses. It's just ridiculous.
I've learned alot, I really have. I know I've learned alot. I can now catch my professor and my lab tech off guard, and realise sometimes, that I know more about some dark corners of the arcane techniques of photography than they have. It's an unsettling feeling when it happens, tinged with dark, petty pride. The sort of feeling a fat 13 year old schoolboy has when he's alone in a dark corner of his treehouse stuffing his face with shoplifted chocolate bars from the corner grocery.
But there have always been blind spots. Failures in my photography that were never addressed. I knew that there was something else I needed to know, but didn't know what questions needed to be adressed. These blind spots haven't been minor things, but big gaping holes!
In reading this short book, I've found vast swaths painted over. I read it, in two sittings, broken only by the demand of my GF that I go to bed, because I'm sick, and she'll nag till I follow orders.
I'm ecstatic!!!
It's lovely!
But I would never have been so delighted with it, had I not had been exposed to all the dreary technicalities first. It's really a treasure.
It seems like I've read one hell of alot about the technique of photography in the past term, and before. Textbooks mostly, and also reveiwed and critiqued the works of famous photographers, and sat in on the presentations of fellow students. I've sat through COUNTLESS hours of lecture, and printed in a darkroom, hours weekly, with a lab tech breathing over my shoulder and a clock ticking like a metronome.
I've also spent many long nights, of longer than 12 hours at a time in my bathroom, under a OC safelight, making print after print, rocking trays and counting seconds.
I've spent time in bed, annoying my GF trying to sleep, while I kept the light on reading through the works of photochemists like Bill Troop, searching for the holy Grail of developer/fixer/toner combinations.
I've wasted more time than I can possibly account for without shame, poring over MTF charts for lenses. It's just ridiculous.
I've learned alot, I really have. I know I've learned alot. I can now catch my professor and my lab tech off guard, and realise sometimes, that I know more about some dark corners of the arcane techniques of photography than they have. It's an unsettling feeling when it happens, tinged with dark, petty pride. The sort of feeling a fat 13 year old schoolboy has when he's alone in a dark corner of his treehouse stuffing his face with shoplifted chocolate bars from the corner grocery.
But there have always been blind spots. Failures in my photography that were never addressed. I knew that there was something else I needed to know, but didn't know what questions needed to be adressed. These blind spots haven't been minor things, but big gaping holes!
In reading this short book, I've found vast swaths painted over. I read it, in two sittings, broken only by the demand of my GF that I go to bed, because I'm sick, and she'll nag till I follow orders.
I'm ecstatic!!!
It's lovely!
But I would never have been so delighted with it, had I not had been exposed to all the dreary technicalities first. It's really a treasure.