My oldest daughter has two of my gelatin silver prints hanging in her dining room. At a grandson’s birthday party I was telling my grandchildren about the photographs I made with film. My grandson looked at me and said, “What’s film?”
Despite the innocent reminder of my advancing age and the distance between generations, it was a reasonable question because he’s probably the second or third generation of people to grow up without knowing film. While I’m thinking about it, he’s probably the first generation to grow up without a single purpose camera. Most photographs are now made with smart phones and the family camera is thing of generations past. Everybody is a photographer these days; it’s just that they are not using film.
This is a digital version of the image that prompted the question from my grandson. It was made in the olden days when wooden cameras ruled the landscape. (Much like dinosaurs, you know.) This creek is somewhere near John Day, Oregon near as I can remember.
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