I panicked when I lived in southern California.
I was 30.
My darkroom was in my kitchen, made lightless in the glow of red safe lights, doorways & windows encased in thick, white, light-proof cloth.
I’d been studying the Zone System for a couple of years in Montana, & still the grain lurched & sprawled too large on my negatives.
I stopped loading film into my Nikon F for almost 18 years.
A Mixed Media Photography class woke me up. The instructor talked about art – what it is, who makes it. “You think you make art?” she asked. She suggested we try wearing a blindfold when we exposed film, or to expose the same roll of film twice.
My images (dblexposure) are made entirely inside the camera body – by exposing the same roll of film twice.
When I look at the contact sheet, my heart starts beating faster.
