I’ve been working with the Westerville History Museum to process the volume of photos I’ve made over my career, especially the last 21 years in Westerville since my retirement. The museum will be the permanent repository for my photography.
Transferring and accessing the digital collection continues to be studied as questions are asked about storage, cataloging, content, metadata, and privacy.
There aren’t any of those worries about the small number of photos included in several boxes of prints I recently gave them. They were photos of me made by the photographers I worked with. Several aren’t flattering unless you’re able to laugh at yourself and the antics recorded on film, now digital.
The museum’s most recent Facebook post includes one of those photos. One of the more common comments I get about my adventurous self is that I need to stop standing in the street making photos. Recently, someone posted a photo of me on Facebook, advocating that someone needs to buy me a reflective, neon-colored safety vest to make sure I’d survive my travels in the street.
This is not the most egregious safety protocol violation I’ve encountered.
Then there was the day I employed what was then the most modern safety protocols, lashing myself to the Georgia Capitol dome with rope and hope after photographing the Tsitsilianos brothers as they gilded the dome.
See the photos at the Westerville History Museum’s collections page. More to come.
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