IOT, Images

It’d be silly of me not to show the images that I had in the show, no? Each one of these is a 12×12 digital print, taken with Ilford Delta Pro, 100ASA B&W film, with a Yashica TLR.

Finally!

The show is over! I really enjoyed doing the show, but it was so much work and stress that I’m relieved to be able to relax and not think about it. The show itself went very very well. I’d say there were about 150 people there (give or take), which is right around what I think we prepared for. All of my best friends and the people that I love were there and I went home feeling so overwhelmed. My former professor Kathleen seemed genuinely proud of us, and another professor at USC (Gordon) spoke very kind words to me about my work.  It was just an amazing, humbling experience.

Anyway… here’s the meat of the post. Most of the pictures were taken before many of the people came because I borrowed my mom’s point-and-shoot camera, and the battery died after about 10 pictures–obviously not a photographer!

-Tricia

Illusion of Truth, less than a week away!

Okay, I have learned my lesson. If I want to be a professional photographer, I am going to have to just print my photos myself. I would say that I have spent enough time in a darkroom to be able to print something and have it come out (almost) exactly how I want it. This whole digital outsourcing thing—not my cup of tea.

I had my images shipped via 2-day US Mail to my job. After the 5th business day I started panicking and went to the Post Office in search of my images. They cannot be found. I had the tracking number and everything. The USPS claims they left notice that they attempted to deliver my package at 11:31am August 11th, but no one was available to sign for it. Umm. I work at a bank. SOMEONE was there. When the supervisor of the Post Office told me she had no clue where my box was I felt so defeated. I had a panic attack, so I called Eric crying and in need of advice. He had me convinced that I was going to go back up to the Post Office once I got off of work and bang on the doors DEMANDING my work. When I returned to work I walked into my manager’s office and once again started crying. I just KNEW I was going to have to reorder my work and spend so much more money (that I don’t have) getting it overnighted so I could MAYBE have it by Monday.

Thirty minutes after I returned to work, the mail carrier walked in with my box of images.

I can hear the voices of the photo-influential people in my life saying something to me like:  ”You put something so important to you in someone else’s hands, when you could have done it yourself with no stress and a better outcome.” Toby DEFINITELY would be upset with me that I didn’t print them myself. 

The images look okay/nice though. They’re a little dark, but with all things considered I am just glad I don’t have empty frames going up on the wall next week.

-Tricia