I made a number of images last year that I’ve only just had developed (mostly by Dan at The Photo Parlour – highly recommended). One of the advantages of this delay is that I have been discovering the images afresh. This is something I learnt from Bruce Percy, though I’ve never had such a long wait – there were even images from November 2014 in this batch!
I’m pretty pleased with most of them, and forgetting exactly what was intended makes me see them in a different way to more rapidly processed images. I have distance to them, and interpret and see them in new ways. For example, here’s one that I had not remembered until I came to looking at it much more closely once it had been scanned and imported to Lightroom:
I think these are Glas Mheal Mor – Bidean a’ Ghlas Thuill – Sgurr Creag an Eich – Sail Liath, but in the meantime am not completely sure, and my extant notes simply say ‘smoky mountains’! Any note I may have had of how I identified them at the time is lost.
What is now more interesting to me than the exact location is that sometime before going north to Loch Ewe I had been reading about distressing negatives – see, for example, this short description – and I have a vague recollection that I deliberately scratched and damaged one of my negatives. In a careless (carefree?) sort of way, I didn’t write down which one that was, but it must be this one – and I love it. At the time I clearly thought through what the image would be, choosing Ilford FP4+ film to emphasise the subtle cloud tones (even though I can’t exactly remember doing that) and the damaging of the negative (that I also only partially remember) accentuates the sense of foreboding and darkness that the weather was creating. In fact, it almost looks as if it was raining heavily – but I know that it was a dry evening.
The art of forgetting takes on a new meaning…!