A little bit of alternate history to start this off...
Say it's 1863, and the fabric of the space-time continuum ripped apart just as Gardner, O'Sullivan, Barnard, et al, were on their way to photograph a battlefield. A vortex appears, which sucks them and all of their equipment up, and deposits them at the 2007 Richmond County Fair on Staten Island without spilling a drop of collodion or breaking a single glass plate. With nothing else better to do, they set up shop and start taking images. What, oh, what dear reader would they see?
Behold!
Now, the truth...
Annie and I and her father (my father-in-law-to-be) set up a tinsmithing/photography/white coopering display at the Richmond County Fair this weekend, which happens at Historic Richmondtown, where Annie works, and her father and I volunteer often. Richmondtown likes to have its staff try to interpret something to sort of counteract the face painting, dance shows, axe throwing, and all associated with the fair, which is a noble effort, but usually leaves us all depressed and with a really bad headache.
With a box full of glass plates and collodion which was going to go bad in another two weeks anyway, I set out around the fair to take the stupidest possible pictures I could (in addition to a few good portraits of Annie and us all). But, mainly, it was going to be impossible to take good, historic images of the buildings at Richmondtown, and since the collodion was going to go bad anyway, I decided to use it up.
Below are some of the results.
If you want a full-sized copy of the stereos to print out and try with a viewer, PM me or something, and I'll e-mail them to you.
Say it's 1863, and the fabric of the space-time continuum ripped apart just as Gardner, O'Sullivan, Barnard, et al, were on their way to photograph a battlefield. A vortex appears, which sucks them and all of their equipment up, and deposits them at the 2007 Richmond County Fair on Staten Island without spilling a drop of collodion or breaking a single glass plate. With nothing else better to do, they set up shop and start taking images. What, oh, what dear reader would they see?
Behold!
Now, the truth...
Annie and I and her father (my father-in-law-to-be) set up a tinsmithing/photography/white coopering display at the Richmond County Fair this weekend, which happens at Historic Richmondtown, where Annie works, and her father and I volunteer often. Richmondtown likes to have its staff try to interpret something to sort of counteract the face painting, dance shows, axe throwing, and all associated with the fair, which is a noble effort, but usually leaves us all depressed and with a really bad headache.
With a box full of glass plates and collodion which was going to go bad in another two weeks anyway, I set out around the fair to take the stupidest possible pictures I could (in addition to a few good portraits of Annie and us all). But, mainly, it was going to be impossible to take good, historic images of the buildings at Richmondtown, and since the collodion was going to go bad anyway, I decided to use it up.
Below are some of the results.
If you want a full-sized copy of the stereos to print out and try with a viewer, PM me or something, and I'll e-mail them to you.
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