my brief foray into darkrooms.
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Back in the spring of 1998, while I was doing masters work in sociology at The New School, I decided to take a continuing ed course in basic darkroom skills. Almost 13 years later, I’m a bit ashamed to admit that I don’t remember a single thing I learned way back when, but take a look at these prints — I did good, no? And these days, as I scan my own negatives into the computer, I’m realizing with painful clarity (and painfully limited finances) that the best scanning and post-processing work can’t hold a candle to what you can do in a darkroom. Some people dream about one day having a place with a backyard. Me, I alternate between the perfect kitchen and a darkroom of my very own.
Top: Coney Island, Winter 1997-98. Above: 14th Street, NYC, Autumn 1997.
Below: Theron, Scarborough, January 1997.
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hong-an tran 