Earlier this week I sold a comforter set I'm no longer using to a nice couple. I had listed my number on Craigslist, and called back a woman who'd left a message. Her husband answered and said she was busy with something. Later in the conversation, feeling comfortable with me I suppose, he laughed (and laughed- he seemed to find it quite funny) that his wife had just gotten dentures and was putting them in. Umm, ok. We set up a time for them to come by.
I was expecting a nice, elderly couple. I pictured her in Koret, maybe purple polyester pants and a matching top with flower appliques. I answered the door to a slim, long-haired, attractive woman (wearing Chico's) and her tall, aging, but still had it going on retired cop husband. They'd been married 48 years. They were a sexy couple. Later I realized she was the denture lady. Strange this age thing.
Anyway, I was about to tell you about something that happened, yes, DECADES AGO. Way, way, before Photoshop. When we used somethings called darkrooms, and I spent hours in them sandwiching negatives in the enlarger, burning, dodging, using Marshall's Photo Oils, everything I could to make my visions come to life. Back then, way back then (early '80s), I put together a series of photos called Cosmic Nonsense. Now I'm starting a Photoshop version of Cosmic Nonsense, photos that are simply something to look at and to which ascribing meaning would be silly. Visual impact and mindless surrealism. Images that confuse the brain a little (it's good for you!)
Here's my first Photoshop one. I think it has some visual punch to it.
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