A Time to Print

As a photographer, of all of the old Disney tunes from movies, I am drawn most to Snow White's memorable song: Someday My Prints Will Come. Yes, prints: that is the right way to hear it if you are me although I am sure pleases you immeasurably that you are not. Perhaps I could consider myself the Prince of Prints? Hmm ... perhaps not, eh?

After the C19 hiatus from doing anything or going anywhere, not that it is over mind you, I still have my winter photos on display at the coffee shop. The place has been open for takeout for awhile, but now that customers can sit — at distances, of course — it seems to be time to do something about my display.

Procrastinating for longer than necessary, I have finally got around to doing some printing. I am not going to count at the moment, but I have printed close to 10. The images are approximately 10.6x16 on 13x19 sheets. I can then insert the sheets into standard 13x19 frames, which I can purchase fairly cheaply for a cafe display.

The present holdup is convincing myself to print the tags that should accompany the pictures. I don't like that part, so I delay.

The next hurdle will be to find a time to hang them. I think we'll need to do it after hours to minimize contact. I will likely post photos when that is done, which will hopefully be next week should I finally decided to finish the job at this end.

Meanwhile, I had Sue photograph me holding a few of the prints.