“And fiddled whisper music on those strings”
378; 20.01.10, 17:03
“A woman drew her long black hair out tight
And fiddled whisper music on those strings
And bats with baby faces in the violet light
Whistled, and beat their wings”
377-80, V. What the Thunder Said
My father fiddles. It’s something he picked up a few years ago. The results are hit and miss, but we have a very photogenic violin in the house to shoot so I can’t complain. I knew I was going to take this shot eventually.
This is one of my favorite F2B shots so far. I wiggled taking it (my own fault for not grabbing the tripod), but the result wasn’t terrible. I didn’t feel like opening it up, so I put it in the scanner and came back every now and then. This scan was about two hours after the picture was shot, I believe. It’s dark now, but sits in my window with the hopes that it will become a viable image once again in a few months.
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