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it wasn’t conscious. i was tired of the lack of memory. not the lack of memory that occurs when the the card is filled. not the lack of memory meaning no recall. lack of memory meaning that i had no time to digest the day. to have what i thought of the day reconcile on how i documented the day. the rigour of the nightly postings, the proof of my value as a photographer by turning the camera around, even after i pulled out the book from a previous wander. the day was being defined by the photographs when before what i experienced and what i had photographed had only a tangental relationship yeah there was an attempt to preserve with the camera but with the distancing of film with the added element of black and white something else arose. the immediate colour overwhelmed my recollection of the day having me wonder why i didn’t remember it that way. black and white - and distance - worked as an aide-mémoire not as stand in.

i also missed the time lag of letters - not realising that letters are truly the thing of the past - the distancing the possibility of thoughts being crossed in transit, the idea of a conversation and something tangible. while i liked checking the hits on the site and seeing that at one time there were dots on every continent, i would have much preferred to physically correspond with the viewer and found that the writing was becoming more like public speaking rather than the exchange of ideas.

so everything stopped, i used only film with its time lag and while less successful on this point, tried to write post cards again. except for the postcards of the recent trip - this year’s extension of clarke’s beach, i used technology that wasn’t meant for multi-tasking, i headed to the darkroom where all i could do was listen to some minor cbc presenter and his ideas and think.

as an homage to the passing of kodachrome used up the six remaining rolls of kodachrome 200 with an expiry date of sometime in the 90s. wandered with the leiquinhas.

i found that this last outing around the maritimes was too complicated photographically - too many cameras, too much effort on cataloguing. now that i have admitted this hasn’t made it any easier as there are some colour digital snaps that i liked - it seems that time of day had a lot to do with it. there as also the comparison of the same image made unofficially in colour then again officially in black and white and now having a hard time in choosing.

during this time i found how quaint my thinking was, while i was mentally debating the connectedness of a weblog, facebook makes this as relevant as the typewriter.