As we come up to our final move to our charming, slightly messed up wee apartment in the big city, I have preversely decided it is the time to organize my photographs.
Every once in awhile I decide it is time to organize my photographs on my computer. It is a big job.
It is too big a job.
Here is the size of the job:
In the backyard of my parents' house in California there was a dirt hill that led down to a chainlink fence and then further down to the backyard of the neighbors below us. At ten years old or so, my friend Todd and I decided to dig, with little hand trowels, into the side of the hill to make an underground fort. We would have tunnels in there, different rooms to explore, maybe even a pool in one quiet, cool, cavernous underground chamber.
After a few weeks we had blisters and a kind of indentation in the hill.
This is the size of the job.
Still, it's interesting. I have about 100 files on my desktop full of various collections of pictures, some sort of specific, but many called something like "July" to denote all the pictures I worked on during some July. I don't know which July, one of them. They come around every 12 months or so. I actually have a similar folder to that now that I call "France Working", but I've been working a lot, so I had to make a new file called "France Working 2". They're both crammed with pictures, some finished, some not, some never to be.
I went through my first file, and that wasn't too bad because it was the file I made from the last time I decided to oragnize all my files. My goal was to separate the wheat from the chaff. I have much of both! These in this first file were already separated and so, presumably, just good, finished pictures.
Me and past me have different opinions! So I separated out the good pictures. And then I moved onto the next folder. This was called "Sources Fall".
There was a lot of neat stuff in there!
And there was a lot of interesting things I could do with some of these pictures. Like, remember Clerkmanifestoland? I had an image of a little shop tent there that just needed a few corrections.
Half an hour later, check this out:
The original was nice, but this is much better.
Also, it helped me realize something.
I am never going to be able to dig an underground pool.
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