Waiting For The Cable To Drop

This is an old photograph, picked at random from the boxes and drawers of old photographs I live with. There is nothing special about it – I have no idea who Mac and Burbidge were – other than that it sums up everything I love about old photographs. I could no doubt feed it through an AI machine and it would come out looking clean and new … and somehow false. It’s the sepia patina of time that makes it special.

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