nicole @nicole@myna.social

When someone sends you a photo and you immediate associate it with the palette of a promotional flyer for a 1980’s arcade game you never played.

Was recently asked by someone to print this one. It’s a 4x5 negative, so technically, I could dust off the massive LF enlarger in the basement, mix up some chemicals, and do a real print.

But my life is upside down right now, and chemistry seems a mean feat. I’ll probably have a lab do the printing for me.

If I carry forward with analogue photography after this downsizing, I’ll need to consider renting proper studio and lab space. I don’t want share living space with my hobbies anymore.

It's Monday; I'm bringing the pink today. 💖

Acceptable photos of me from Japan. I bought the Lesley Evers Strawberry coat for the trip. Now I own it in 3 different colors. 😂

San francisco at dusk.

Latest Pocket nightly has an experimental feature I’ve wanted for years: swipe-to-highlight. 🥰 It trades high-granularity text selection for convenience and speed.

I demoed this feature at a hackathon during my first month at #pocket _eight years ago_.

Now, it might actually ship. 😂

As a rule, I don’t do a lot of photo touch up. I’ll crop, correct geometry (like I would with bellows), and clean sensor dust. Beyond that, I try to do the art in camera.

I made an exception for this image, which is a proper image stitch. That invalidates it as part of my portfolio, but makes for a good “what I did in Japan” photo in the vacation slide show.

It was pretty cold out there, on the frozen surf! I’m impressed that the Leica gave me no grief about the weather.

I get a lot of grief from some people about my low contrast photos.

This 🍭 is for them.

Things you forgot you photographed because the wind chill imparted memory loss.

Visited Super Nintendo Land when I was in Ōsaka. Last time I was there, it was under construction; you could see some of these props from our hotel window, under tarps in a parking lot.

The Mario Kart ride was utter trash. The weird pizza hand pie my friend had waiting for me when I emerged from the restroom, however, was delish.

When I saw my mother last week, she tried to gift me a haggle of purses. They were all very nice, and very black, white, brown, and gray.

“You don’t like them, do you?”
“What gives you that idea?”
“Your coat.”

Moms!

Yes’m.

Whenever I come to SF for a doctors’ appointment or work I take the ferry home. Along the way, I stop in at the wine bar in the ferry building for a glass or two.

I’m probably not going to do either of those things again after today’s check-in (there must be better wine bars closer to my new home), so this is my parting toast. 😘

Going to miss this midget.

It started with an orange shirt, and then I just kept accessorizing until the bell rang.

I’m moving to San Francisco next month (life changes) to join the roster of people who miss Berkeley Bowl—the best grocery store.

I never thought I was going to be one of them. Trading down to a Trader Joe’s is going to be a wound that will not close.

I couldn’t find Chibi this morning, but I did find half a fuzzy donut.

I’ll never understand sports people, but I’m happy to photograph them.