Back in action

So I got into the darkroom proper this afternoon - first time for a long time. I was rusty but knocked out s couple of prints (one Multigrade and one Lith). They look ok at the moment but they’re still wet - or a bit damp at least - so judgement needs to be reserved until tomorrow. Anyway, here’s a preview which also is a dead giveaway to where I dashed off to for 10 days in August. More to come...

A couple of real prints

Apologies the image needs to be rotated but I’ve no WiFi today so I’ve had to do this via my phone and the wonders of 3G. And it was not easy, I can tell you. And then some, as they might say over there in the US of A.

Amalfi walkabout

A few more shots from our afternoon walkabout in Amalfi.

Drip dry in Amalfi

This sort of scene above I love - it's real and To heck with the tourist trade, I'm hanging out my washing.  There's many a place in the world - mostly the 'better off' areas - where local by-laws preclude the hanging out of washing.  It might lower the tone, don't you know and we don't do that sort of thing around here.  What a load of piffle, eh?

Amalfi - town square

As you can see, the narrowness of the main drag there means it does get a little congested at times.  That's well and good, but that narrow little ginnel there is still a right of way for vehicular traffic, believe it or not.  So every few minutes people have to stand in the doorways and let local cars, motorbikes (lots) and vans (lots) pass.  And the drivers don't hold back on using the horn to clear the way.  Chaos, basically - Italian chaos, and great value.  I wouldn't want it any other way.

Some Amalfian architecture for you

Most of my shots here seem to be in portrait mode.  Something to do with the narrow streets and tall buildings, no doubt...

Amalfi

A bit further on down the road, past Positano and you get to the town of Amalfi.  Yes it was busy and yes there were tourists there (and not just ones from The North East Liberties of Coleraine) but I liked Amalfi.  There was a much more realistic feel to it compared to Positano.  We happened on a wedding in the town square for example, which led to an impromptu round of applause from all the onlookers.  Actually it was a bit like The Godfather, truth be told - a very slow walk by the bride and her elderly father up to the church in the middle of the square, everyone beautifully dressed and unrushed, in spite of the busy-ness all around.  Lovely, it was.

Amalfi - emerging out of rock

It was late afternoon when we were there but the sun was still strong.  I pointed the M6 directly into it just to see what would happen.  I think it was the Canon 50 f/1.4 LTM on the front of it -without lens hood - and I was conscious it was made around the 1960s, so I tried to shield it a little with my hand.  I shouldn't have bothered, of course - eejit that I am.  Those Canon folk knew what they were about...

Into the sun with old Japanese glass

The long building up top was, I think, a Franciscan Monastery. Now it’s a hotel. Progress, eh?

A bus ride to remember

Positano is, they say, is one of the jewels of the Amalfi coast.  It lies about halfway between Sorrento and Amalfi.  We made the mistake of trying to get there by public transport - the Sita bus.  There was a stop outside the hotel and the timetable was in the lobby so we waited at the allotted time...and waited.  Eventually - and 20 minutes is a long time when it's 30+ degrees - a bus came...and went.  It was full and the driver wasn't for stopping.  So we waited some more...

At some point you have invested sooo much time waiting that while your head says 'Give up' your heart says something else.  And so another 20 minutes later another bus came along.  Two things then happened - both, in hindsight, mistakes.  (a) the bus stopped for us and (b) we got on.

I could see the bus was busy but Hey, I thought, Sharpen the elbows and just get on...people have to make room - right?  Well, yes, correct - up to a point.  When there is no room left on the bus then it's difficult to make some.

Positano, from the road

I severely underestimated how winding the road was between Sorrento and Positano.  It wends its way around the coast and there are sharp bends every 100 metres or so.  And the driver (Italian, obviously) must have had been on a serious bonus to make the bus run to schedule as he wasn't holding back.  Either that or he was hoping for a drive with Ferrari sometime soon. We were stood trying to hold on as best we could - at one point all I had was one finger wrapped around a chair's armrest trying not to fall over.  Missy was trapped in the stairwell next to the door and every time the bus swung around another 90 degree bend I couldn't help think if those doors swing open we're all going to hell in a handcart, ending up a few hundred feet below in the Mediterranean Sea.  It was, I have to say, bonkers and that bus trip will never - never - be erased from my memory as long as I live.

Positano buildings

Now Positano is, I have to admit, a pretty amazing place.  Nestled as it is among the mountains the only way to build is upwards, not outwards. So you have buildings built on top of buildings and the whole thing is pretty nuts.  The Sita bus leaves you at the top of the town and it's a very steep walk down (and up again) to the main drag. Once you get down to the bottom, however, it quickly becomes apparent that the whole place is geared up for tourists and all trace of authenticity has been lost.  I know the locals have to make a living but I was disappointed - the place isn't real.

The bus ride back wasn't quite so bad - or maybe my nerves had settled a bit.  We were on the mountain side of the road going back so less likely to fall into the Med in the event of a mishap and that probably helped.  So...Positano - was it worth it?  Somehow I couldn't help but be reminded of Samuel Johnson's reply when asked if our local attraction the Giant's Causeway was worth seeing...'Worth seeing yes, but not worth going to see'. 

Agip

I enjoyed seeing some old-fashioned petrol pumps on a small garage forecourt in Positano. These sorts of forecourts have all but disappeared in my neck of the woods, having been replaced by larger petrol stations usually connected to supermarkets or smaller (but still large) convenience stores.

Traditional forecourt pumps, Positano 2018

Now might be a good time to document what garage forecourts still remain since it seems likely they will mostly be gone in the not-so-distant future, as hybrid and all-electric cars become the norm.  I think the UK government has set a date of 2040 for the end of sales of petrol and diesel cars but at the time of the announcement this was regarded as a bit late compared to other European countries.

We don't have Agip stations in Ireland - that's a continental thing :) The usual suspects around The Liberties are Texaco and BP.  Esso and Shell were once commonplace but seem to be less so nowadays.  Total, Exxon and Mobil are other suppliers and as I already said we have those linked to the big supermarkets (Asda, Sainsburys, Tesco) who sell under their own brand labels.  There's probably a whole dose more that I've forgotten about - I'm sure some folk still only use BP ultimate or whatever but personally I couldn't care less what I fill up with in order to get from A to B.

Holiday Snaps

Since it's proving challenging to do any real printing right now, I'm going to show some 'holiday snaps'.  Prepare yourselves for a shock...colour.

Somewhere along the Amalfi Coast, Italy, 2018

I can explain, I think.  As you know, pretty much all of my creative juices go into B&W film, home processed and printed, but I do have a weak spot for colour transparencies.  Takes me back to me youth, I guess, where from time to time and as funds allowed, I used to sneak the odd Kodachrome into the OM-1.  Can't do that these days of course, but there's Velvia, which has its own unique properties. Hard to think Kodachrome was 25 asa (or 64) -  that seems so slow.  Anyway, about 5 years ago I happened to be in a photographic shop in Belfast and before I knew it I was walking out with 4 rolls of Velvia. Hmm. Missy was astounded I'd spent £40 on four films but I assured her they would last me a long time.  I think there's still one in the fridge but since the datestamp shows 2017 so I think I'd better use it up fairly soon. 

I took one roll with me to Italy this summer and fired it through the M6 as fast as I could (24 hours) so that I could get back to my usual suspects (FP4/HP5).  The slides came back from Peak Imaging a couple of weeks ago and am in the process of setting up my Kodak Carousel projector from back in the day for an evening's entertainment.  I wonder if the bulb will still work - and for how long.  I'll let you know...