Things can slip away so effortlessly, like a leaf in the river. People and time in particular. The river is an apt euphemism for so much of what life doles out. Perhaps that is in part why it has been a fascinating subject and taken more or my artistic attention than any other subject, save one person.
"Don't Push the River, it flows by itself." Barry Stevens
When I initially heard this Gestalt Psychology quote as a first time graduate student in Counseling Psychology in 1975, I thought I got it. Looking back, in all honesty, being in my 20's, I did not. Today is a different story with different characters...some here, some downstream, along with my past. The river waits not.
This print was made with Ilford's slowest and most fine-grained film-Pan 50. With PMK Pyro, at 70F, the development time is 7 minutes. Anything longer will begin to blow out the highlights. Of course, when shooting with a toy camera like the Holga 120 Pan, you have a choice of two F Stops (F8 or F11) and a constant shutter speed of 1/100th. As such, I have to use my intuition on the bulb setting with a cable release and guesstimate exposure time. On F11 (the Sunny setting on the Holga), 2-3 seconds seems about right on a slightly overcast day. Perhaps a second less for more sun. I enjoy the experimentation of alternative photography-the old biology/chemistry major (before the switch to psychology in my sophmore year) part of my brain has always been enthused about empiricism and the scientific method. Perhaps, in part, why my son is a biochemical researcher (but likely most attrubuted to his grandmother who is a 93 year old genius and retired chemist, still as sharp as my best Rapala fillet knife).
On a more somber note, a few months back, on a weekend trip to Chicago, it was very sad to discover that two of my long-time photographic suppliers were closed. Both Helix and Calumet Photographic are gone, but Central Camera, under its usual shroud of 3 inches of dust and antiquities still survives. The river flows on and on.....