March 27, 2007
two days from knowing

house, castle acre/nikon FE

"the great advantage of being in a rut is that when one is in a rut, one knows exactly where one is.”
- arnold bennett

i may have exaggerated.
somewhat.
i have boats, yes, but i also have beaches, and boarded windows. i have rust, and rainbows. i have fences as far as the eye can see.
am i consistent - i wonder - or am i simply predictable?

Posted by lynn at 02:09 AM | Comments (7)
March 15, 2007
like a skylit water stood

blue boat, blakeney/minolta autocord

if all goes well - i'm waiting on my 35mm, which should be developed and scanned by tomorrow - i will soon have (counting this medium format stuff and my little cigar box full of polaroids) nigh on 250 new images in my treasure trove of memories.
it is entirely possible that 200 of them are of boats.
does anyone mind?

Posted by lynn at 06:22 PM | Comments (15)
March 03, 2007
truly unexpected tidings

bales, norfolk/ricoh GR1s
sidestreet, alkmaar/ricoh GR1s
broek op langedijk/ricoh GR1s

sometimes i shoot all 36 exposures in the space of a single hour;
sometimes i collect my negatives from the shop and see a whole season reflected, reproduced in three dozen frames.
these forgotten images - the ones that cross borders (from norfolk to alkmaar to broek op langedijk, for example) and travel time - more than make up for the supreme
frustration of endlessly half-finished rolls of film.
*
i'm off to see my best friend. my five favourite cameras have been fed and packed.
i'll be back on the 15th.

Posted by lynn at 09:12 PM | Comments (11)
March 01, 2007
their own banquet

snack stall, overlapped exposure, cromer/minolta autocord


plain fare is served here. my crockery is chipped. my pots, my pans are dented. my
heart and soul stir, despite, in unison.
i aim to nourish.
i aim to please.
i love my regulars.
*
when a turkish splinter group hacked this site (WHY?) last weekend, i underestimated the random poison it scattered: it will take me a long time, and a concentrated
effort, to undo its evil. without my best-ever-host, i would have closed my doors completely.
*
the joy of cooking: may it prevail.

Posted by lynn at 08:48 PM | Comments (12)






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