Truly. Madly. Deeply.
I need a darkroom.
I know this because I woke up asking myself —
“What is the name of that fast film you never let yourself run out of?
“You know — the stuff you loved because you hate flash?
“And are partial to playing with depth of field?”
So I hit the internet and googled my way back in time to find tri-x — and it all came back.
Stepping into the dark, plunging the rich coated paper into the pool of developer.
Watching while thinking of nothing else.
Waiting and loving every minute of it.
Learning when to stop it. Dodging the obvious and burning the deeper — more subtle aspects.
Letting it develop — and yet —
Causing it to develop.
Taking chances and hanging them up to dry.
Never wanting to repeat myself. Never needing to —
And I know there are certainly good reasons to keep time in darkrooms. But honestly —
It’s the perfect place to feel your way around.