The printing of the photographs is finally complete. I can now look at these and see if there is any sense to be made of them. Or should I just go ahead and get a job in a shoe store? (citizenbrand.typepad.com) Editing a photography book is like playing with LEGOS (TM – don’t want to […]Read More Let me get this straight: the forks go on the left and the knives and spoons go on the right, right?
Even though there are many photographs to print, some are revealing themselves to be keepers right off the bat; others, ehhh, not so much. So the editing starts while I’m still printing. That should make things easier at the end, right? Not so fast, Bucko! Some become instant favorites while others are quickly relegated to […]Read More Now where’s that photo with the, the, you know…
Sponsor: And now we return to our regularly scheduled interview – I. You mentioned that the cod, Newfoundland’s largest source of revenue, were gone and the affect it had on the island’s population. B. Yes, that’s right. The fish stocks had fallen off before, but certainly not to the precipitous levels that they reached in […]Read More Exclusive, first time ever, interview… with me. Part 2.
For a lot of people, the idea of mummers is garishly dressed men in otherworldly and fanciful, often feathered outfits marching in a parade. Almost as if RuPaul had been on a bad acid trip. Making it worse is that it was usually held on New Year’s Day morning in Philadelphia. As if a hangover […]Read More Mummer Dearest. (Don’t worry about the wire hangers.)
Interviewer: Hello and welcome to this exclusive interview with the author and photographer of the book “Arn? Narn.”, Bruce Meisterman. Thanks for coming here today Mr. Meisterman. (ossipeevalley.org) Bruce: Thank you. I’m very happy to be here with you and please, call me Bruce. I: OK then,… uh – Bruce. How did you come up […]Read More Exclusive, first time ever, not seen on any cable networks, other blogs, or even tweeted about yet… imaginary interview. Part 1.
I’d come from a long way away. I’m not from Newfoundland and more’s the pity, to me at last. I’m a “come from away.” That is the gentle term Newfoundlanders use to describe visitors or people who have moved from a different part of this province or another country to this new one. Come from […]Read More Come from away’s are welcome here.
After careful and meticulous (I hope) examination, I’ve selected some 200 photographs to print from the several thousand taken in Newfoundland. Having so many to choose from is like deciding which of your children will live and the others, well, you get the picture. In this case, several thousand negatives (most of them!) will never […]Read More Done and done-r.
I’m not getting out much anymore. Sounds almost like a song. No, that’s “Don’t get around much anymore.” Good try. Johnny, show Bruce what he’s won. No, I’m not getting out. There is a lot of work to do on this book. While I’m deeply involved in now creating the bones for “Arn? Narn.”, I […]Read More Partridgeberry jam: Nectar of the Gods.