I Was Framed
So some of you will remember (I have been called the High Priest of Public Angst) my recent ruminations about purchasing and then effectively using the Epson 2880 printer.
That saga goes on, and up hill, but it goes. I’ve printed enough (not that many, distressingly) to run my inks down toward the bottom. Not a few have gone the way of the round file drawer by my desk. Some few survive, and of those, three are now living in very nice quarters–chestnut frames in stain glass inlay–by my buddy and neighbor, Ron Campbell.
You can swing over and see these shots and frame details, though he assures me the real deal is even more striking than the digital form. I have no reason to doubt this, and know that, should these sell, the frame will be in excess of 50% of the value of the purchase. I’m just honored he would let my early shots live in his frames. I think his work and mine make for a nice mutualism.
I’ll be posting dates about the gallery opening (some time later in September I think) and those of you near by should swing by and visit me and Ron at the Jacksonville Center.
Meanwhile back at the ranch…I’ll be ordering some “presentation packages” of mat cut-out, clear bags and core board (5 x 7 and 8 x 10 packs of 25) to offer photographs for sale locally, very much TBA, and by mail.
And…with an order yesterday for 13 packs of notecards, I realize I’m totally out of the Blue Ridge Parkway sets and have a half dozen of the Blue Ridge Autumn sets. I’ll be re-ordering both, along with a FOURTH set whose composition I may open up to readers like I did the Autumn set this time last year. These cards make a great Christmas gift (or for after-season thank yous.) End of our Shameless Commerce Public (Angst) Announcement.