With giant Pride
And all his hundred hands
His remembrance call
To hurl
To heap
To know
His wide dominion
And disgrace
Nurs’d for future woes
O careful Wish
Thy vessels sail
From danger threats
To move
Behold
The farthest grace
Twelve days returning
Spoke the rolling waves
Unclose
Month: March 2011
Paper Boats
Gratuitous Brownie
Flamingo
Scanning
My slide scanner (CanoScan 8800F) is kind of cantankerous. It was well reviewed, which is why I bought it, and for the most part it works great (can’t say as much for the software bundled with it, alas), but it has a couple of quirks.
The main problem is that I’ve been having trouble getting decent scans of negatives. I don’t know if it’s a hardware issue or something wonky with the software, but almost every time I scan a negative image, I get large, flat, grey areas within the image. I was about to send the scanner back, but I went ahead and tried scanning some 35mm slides. Those worked fine. Hmm. The only difference in the settings was that I was scanning the slides as positive images. So I tried scanning some of the problem negatives again, only this time as positive images, and they came out perfectly. Very odd! I just have to invert the images in Photoshop, which is no big deal.
And another one of my grandpa (left) and his brother, Mel (right). I’ve been trying for days to scan this negative!
Grandpa
Louis Thompson
This was my great grandfather, Louis Thompson. He and my great grandma Nell were divorced in the early 1930s. I’d never seen a picture of him before, but the last time I visited my grandparents, I went through my grandma’s old scrapbooks. She had a couple of photos of him, which I scanned. Grandma said he always wore white, and that he worked on an oil rig in the Gulf Coast.








