Awake, another one

common ground is comforting ground. We do old things with less attention; a picture makes them stand out. Making pictures is something like making breakfast — stop starving. Feast, even in small bits

Scraps of tape from the holding box from the darkroom. In hand and finished. That paper is gone. Prints were made and sit in boxes. Another isn’t the same as the same as. Every bite is a bit different with every different day.

On my worktable: books atop books, alongside prints, alongside notebooks. I love to compose in compressed space and meanings.

Photography has always been

if I write it here, it remains a photograph. everything in the screen age has become a photograph on display. The screen isn’t text it is picture.

Photography was always drawing for those who can’t draw, and writing for those who can’t write.

Picture this. AI

I’ve been letting AI pick from my photostream, grouping however whatever. Am noticing several ways that it works without having faces to recognize.

this is one such:

how did you do grouping them?