Though I've probably spent years of my life in darkrooms, (or perhaps because..) I was never very bothered about details of technique, being far more interested in just getting an image.
I'd never do test prints, rather just guess the exposure, and developing negatives I was inclined to stew them a bit to make sure, as I was often re-using and re-using chemicals, rather than risk lose a hard-won picture.
The result however is that many of my negatives are very contrasty ang grainy, and the lifelong lack of cash meant I was loath to dump less-than-perfect prints.
So here I had a very burnt-out print which to me suggested
a moonscape, and went well with the London night scene with rockets, suggesting
both the excitement and elation I had experienced as a (very occasional)
teenage stonethrower, and the fearful, alienated, and unearthly feeling
which was familiar at the time too.
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