Thirty-five years ago I had a Kodak Instamatic camera. To make photographs, I inserted a cartridge into the camera, pressed the shutter button to expose the film and rotated the dial to the next exposure on the strip of negative. Once all the exposures on the roll were taken, a mechanical rolling sound let me know know that I could remove the cartridge and take it to a camera store to get the film developed into three and a half inch prints. After a few days I returned to the store to pick up my prints and negatives. Then I would place the prints chronologically in albums. I have just over 2,475 prints from all the years with that little camera. They fill five albums. Yet in 2015 alone, I have more than 20,000 photographs residing on my hard drive in Lightroom. I cannot even imagine how many albums I would need for 20,000 photos if I printed even half of them.
Nowadays, I photograph with a mirrorless Fuji X-T1. Instead of placing photo prints in albums, I create artsy digital scrapbook pages in Photoshop. I choose the photos that speak to me and write the stories of those photos, the stories that I want my family to remember. Sometimes, I include one of those old photos taken with that old Kodak Instamatic on a digital scrapbook page. I publish these artsy pages in a book, like my book from last year, 2015 Photo Stories. I like to think I’m an artist with both my camera and the scrapbook pages that I create, at least I feel that way when I am making photographs or playing in Photoshop.
For this page, On a Winter Morning, I applied a watercolor filter to the large background photo to give it a watercolor look. Then I adapted a template by merging masks and stains to create a custom mask for the photo. The other photos in the small frames are as they came out of the camera. Thinking back, I know I would have loved all this technology thirty-five years ago.