I was reminded yesterday of a project that I’ve been putting off now for some time. I was asked for images of several paintings that I had sold in 1998 and 1999 and I realized that I didn’t have them, at least in any form that could be forwarded.
Before the time when I was digitizing my work, all the images were photographed on slides. I was never crazy about the process. I would set up and take the photos but would never know until the slides came back from processing if they were acceptable. Sometimes they weren’t and the painting in question was already in the gallery, leaving me with only an image of it that was flawed in some way such as having a glare or being too dark in spots from a misplaced light.
And when they did come back they were these tiny blocks of celluloid that you could only see by holding up to the light or dragging out a viewer. The whole process was cumbersome and unsatisfying. I was thrilled when I finally was introduced to the digital age as far as imaging was concerned.
Now for those several years I am left with a gap in my records of my work and a formidable stack of slide sheets, unorganized and sometimes unlabeled. There are many pieces I would like to look at again, to revisit and rediscover. To examine paintings that I haven’t seen in over a decade, to see how they worked in relation to what I do now. I have been meaning to attack this as a project, scanning and putting the images in order but something always seems to distract me.
But it must be done and soon I must go ahead with it. A winter project to fill in the gaps…










