After tromping around certain picturesque locales of the rock they call Newfoundland I was stuck with three rolls of 120 black and white film. I had recently been liberated from the pains of university and I had also been liberated of my almost perpetual access to darkroom chemicals. Sitting on them for a couple of months I eventually decided to scrape up the $80 for chemicals and mixed them into Mr. Clean bottles - bad idea. As you can see my laundry room + ignorant chemical set up is no match for a real tech-run lab. So they were developed and hung on my cork board to dry, for two more months.
We come to today, where I stumbled home after working on the railroad for nine days to find my parents' brand new photo scanner, which luckily for me, came with negative carriers. Finally, these pictures get to come out of the wood work. After all this time they're ready to be shared.Thanks Sue and Jimmy.
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