darkrooms can be dangerous. especially in the dark.
these past few weeks, I’ve been tackling the chore of clear out. It was begun because I knew I had something. I didn’t know where it was.
Nope. Not here; nor there. Perhaps up there on that shelf atop this box. A smaller box of film fell onto me. Surprise, film boxes fall EDGE FIRST.
At first, I considered death by instant light.
A calmer me thought instead:
Slow, Long Death By Pinhole, would be more appropriate