A RAINY DAY AT RIST CAMP IS AS GOOD as a sunny day most anywhere else. Although I suspect our cat might not agree.
On Sunday of last week I made a photo book which, surprisingly, was printed and delivered to my post office by Friday. When I awoke that Sunday, I had no intention of making a photo book but, while having my morning coffee, I received an email notification that offered a make a free 8x8 inch photo book, offer good until Sunday midnight.
As happenstance would have it, I had recently been ruminating about re-embracing my former fondness / preference for small prints. To be precise, prints sized from 8x8 inches-with an image of 5.5 inches-up to 24x24 inches-with an image size of 16x16 inches. So, given that scenario, I went to work and made a "free" 8x8 photo book.
The book is entitled small prints. The image size is 3.5x3.5 inches on the 8x8 inch page. The "free" book ended up costing $29USD after my add-ons ... matte cover, 6 ink color printing, a few extra pages and the removal of the Shutterfly logo (replaced with my logo). In any event, the book looks great and the pictures "read" really well.
My fascination with small prints is rooted in the fact that,in general, I like small things. Don't know why. I just do. Seemingly forever, I have associated being small with being precious.
That written, I do, in fact, consider small prints to be precious things. A feeling which may issue from my fascination with the classic snapshot. That is, I would guess that many people-myself included-who are lucky enough to have family snapshot albums, going back a generation or two, consider those albums to be precious. Little treasures, so to write. As opposed to how they might feel about, say, an Stephen Shore print hanging on their wall.
The other characteristic of a small print is the fact that the viewing of a small print is a more intimate experience from that of viewing a very large print. And, perhaps, therein is why I connect small to precious ... intimacy, which can insigate sensuality.