Hello from France
It is my pleasure to point you to a nice paper negative work by Alain Gayster.
The sensitive paper is home-made by the photographer himself.
The work is done in the spirit of the French Mission Héliographique of the XIX-st century.
See page 5 of this pdf document : right, the original paper negative, left, a positive contact copy.
The images are an extract of book about Noirlac abbey (France) just published, text bi-lingual French & English
Noirlac(s) Réel(s) photographique(s) / Photographic realities
March 2008, 26 x 27 cm , 216 pages, 170 photographs B&W + colour, Éditions Gaud, France ISBN: 978-2-84080-178-8
This has probably been mentioned before by someone much more knowledgable than me, but here goes anyway.
Right at the end of Burden of Dreams, Les Blank's documentary of the making of Herzog's Fitzcarraldo (one of my favourite films of all time) there is a charming sequence showing a street photographer taking a photo of Werner Herzog. He uses a paper negative, developed in the back of the camera, and withdrawn through a small light trap in the side. Then he frames the negative in a (negative) decorated surround and rephotographs that with the same camera. I'm going from memory, so I could have made a few errors.
my first test on the Efke positive paper. I've brightened it up in the scan, the print is darker. I metered for ISO 6, I'll try the opposite end of their suggested ISO next, ISO 1. Since we're on the topic of shooting paper, anyone know what kind of reciprocity this positive paper might have? This shot was f6.8 for 25 seconds, developed in Dektol.
It's strange seeing the paper be a positive image developed right out of the camera, and it's also strange seeing the print be mirrored! It doesn't look like my kitchen, haha!
I have no idea how different the positive paper is.
Last edited by jnanian; 15-Apr-2008 at 12:55.
He is no fool who gives what he cannot keep..to gain that which he cannot lose. Jim Elliot, 1949
i woke up one morning and the sky was grey
the sun was bright, summer sun
i wasn't sure where i was, the trucks passing woke me
the barn in the distance, falling down, gave me a clue
my head still hurt and as i began to look around
i sort of remembered bits and pieces
a late night scuffle
and the trunk
i watched the box trucks pass me by
Last edited by jnanian; 20-Jun-2008 at 06:12.