Each year Photo Opp holds a themed exhibition with a juried show and four featured artists. This year the theme is ALT., and they picked me! My submissions have not been selected for the juried show before. For the last two years, I submitted three pieces from the stereo solargraphic project, which didn't fit the themes very well. I'm included this time because pinhole is considered an alternate method, but I wanted to take it a bit further alt and show pinhole stereocards with my seven handmade stereo viewers. They don't take up much room, so I can put lots out. I even went so far as to edit some of the early stuff from the Stereo Populist.

About the time the invitation came there was a conversation on the
Negative Influence podcast lamenting how much of photography was on electronic screens. People used to sit and look at albums of prints. Hmmm. That sounds like books. I had experience with print-on-demand projects as soon as it was available in 2003.
Then an operating system upgrade killed my educator discount license to pre-subscription Adobe Creative Cloud, so making books became a tedious exercise without a specific page layout program. Recently I found Scribus, an open-source program that's probably equivalent to a late-90s version of PageMaker, which is quite a capable tool. Exhibiting a pile of books seemed like an alt process.
I even redid the earlier ones with hard covers and premium inks.

Sharp-eyed regular readers may have noticed in the last post and in the first photograph above that the blue striped chairs have been reupholstered. One day when Sarah dropped into the furniture store about something else, they had a roll of very lush fabric they just happened to have left over. They put her in touch with their upholsterer. He even came and picked them up. It's really neat working with local craftspeople like this.
Just another sunbeam with the chairs in the background.

In a similar vein, I had learned the benefits of big fat frets and a straight neck from
the renovation of my black solid-body Ventura guitar. The reason my hollowbody sunburst Ventura was hard to play was that it had very flat frets.
Luthier Matt Hayes told me that, in the '60s, when this guitar was made, jazz players with a light right hand liked them so they could lower the action. I do
not have a light right hand.
The pickups were chrome-covered humbuckers similar to the ones we replaced on the other Ventura, with the chrome worn off the bottom end. I suppose that looked pretty punk, but I didn't like it. After removing them, the cutouts in the body matched dog-eared P-90 pickups like those that would be on a very similar Epiphone Casino, popularized by the Beatles. Modern Seymour Duncan versions went into them. (Irrelevant note: The theme for the Fox Valley Photo Group this month is Bridges.)
The Fender Mini-Twin Tone was an impulse purchase at the counter at Heid Music, with the idea of marching in the streets leading protest songs. I installed strap buttons on it. Surprisingly beefy for a 1-watt amp with twin 3-inch speakers running off a 9-Volt battery. Haven't gotten up the nerve to t
ake it down to Opera Square.
Some of this was driven by the most common feedback I got from my experience at the University open mics last year: "Could you turn your guitar down?" and "Do you ever play acoustic guitar?" Maybe the hollow body and the little amp would help with that? The Provost who organized these events got the job as Chancellor at my Alma Mater, Eau Claire, and no one has taken up the mantle. To stay motivated, I'm trying to work up a YouTube character or, leveraging my history degree, an educational performance: "Vietnam War protest singer covers the Little Red Songbook in the post-Ramones era."
A very knobby green? blue? example.
Pale yellow.
Extremely warty.

They also have a petting zoo. Let's just say these animals are conditioned to expect a reward when someone approaches the fence.
While I adjusted the tripod and pointed the camera, there was a continuous discussion with the little horse as to whether the camera was food.
My favorite Manfrotto tripod suffered a fatal break of a leg extension and had to be demoted to iPad support duty (see above). I didn't like any of the combinations of features in the current Manfrotto offerings and had been admiring the
SmallRig CT200 4-Section Lateral Center Column Aluminum Tripod/Monopod for a while. It was on the porch when we got home. This is obviously a life-changing experience. I have plans to do an extensive review, but just let me point out that extensible center column.
Getting close to things for pinhole photographs with very wide-angle cameras usually requires leaning the tripod onto the edge of a table or the piano keyboard, often involving easily disturbed arrangements. It's lots easier to set this thing on the floor and extend that arm toward the subject. It's a little tipsy at full extension, but my camera only weighs 90 grams.

That goes double for getting directly over a subject. That used to involve laying the tripod across a couple of chair backs (or pumpkins, see above).

It, of course, came with some accessories. An adapter for a very large camera, a cell phone holder – amusingly for such a heavy tripod (2kg, almost as much as your digital camera) – and a hex wrench, different from the one for all the other tripods. The very nice case has become a receptacle for all the tripod cases I also don't use.

An additional gift was a little bag in case you need to carry around a few pinhole cameras. Displayed here on Leigh Bardugo's conclusion of the Ninth House trilogy, which came in the same delivery.
It's kind of a tall tripod, but with that center column out like that, the legs become very easy to adjust to lower angles, and the arm makes it easy to get over things even on the ground.
We have had a good yield of hot peppers, which go through color transitions as they ripen. Initially, a desaturated green.

Orange transitioning to red.
Fully outfitted appropriate to their capsaicin content. Note the lower-angled tripod leg.
One of them fell off the vine (probably aided by a critter who later realized their mistake), so I used it to provide a little contrast to the last green tomatoes.