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The Crux of the Matter

Note: Many of you know that I come from the "old school" of photography - making prints by hand, utilizing papers with silver built into the actual fibers, lovingly processed with toxic chemicals in dim lights of a primitive darkroom, like those cubicles that housed the alchemists and magi of of lore. Yes, forty years of focus and discipline was bound to lead to change!

So I chose to expand my awareness by exploring the new digital media that everyone was talking about. I bought a digital SLR camera during the summer of 2006. Shortly thereafter, at the end of November, while photographing at the Naughty Spot here in Chicago, I was attacked by a crazed woman bent on causing havoc. Although permanently barred from the establishment, she managed to work her way back in unobserved by management. Afterwards, she dumped a drink into my camera and ran like hell out the door. Her beef was she was an unappreciated dyke, and that night I appeared to be the closest thing to a man she could molest.

As a result, my new camera was short-circuited and rendered inoperable, currently in in need of costly repair. Subsequently I have had to cancel the many photo shoots that stood open to me.

In the meantime, the owner of Spot 6 confided in me that his own love for photography came as a result of being exposed to my photographs some 15 years earlier, when he discovered them on exhibit at a local coffeehouse. Eventually inspired, he was able to invest in the bar through profits he made from photography, emulating my style. How ironic!

Today I await an estimate on the damages - $100's of dollars. At first I envisioned asking those who are privy to all of this - and even those who aren't - to maybe drop a couple of hour's wages into Pay Pal's Palm, to aid my recovery. But lately I'm convinced that telling the story is more worthy than all the contributions I could garner from an otherwise incredulous contingency of party goers who can't justify paying for more than their clothing, aclohol and coke.

I haven't been back to Spot 6 since, although my friends continoualy invite me. Yet someday I will return, with a pin-hole camera if necessary. Afterall, I don't need any more art... I need friends!

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