There’s No Place Like Home

Some personal thoughts for today by Joe Farace

“Things ain’t what they used to be and probably never was.”—Will Rogers

It’s a snowy day here on Daisy Hill, which got me to reminiscing…

I made the above photograph of my former home in Baltimore on January 1, 1976 shortly after I bought my first Hasselblad, a chrome-bodied 500CM with black 80mm T* lens. Just to make us all feel bad, I paid $667 for the whole package, including an A12 back. The image was shot on Ektachrome 120 film that was scanned back when Kodak offered it’s wonderful (I still miss it) Photo CD scanning service.

The photograph of the house in Maryland where I was living at the time is one that I call “a long time ago in a galaxy far, far away…” because my life has changed so much since that time. So it’s not just the price of Hasselblad’s that’s changed. Today that same camera in excellent condition is worth $1000, while a new 50-megapixel Hasselblad H6D-50c is $14,995. Many years later I purchased another Hasselblad, a 503CW body, but could never afford to buy a lens or back for it, so I sold it. Or as Chuck Berry once sang, c’est la vie.

At the time I made this photograph, I was working as an engineer for a Great Metropolitan Telephone company and was trying to make my way as a professional photographer. Just a few years years after I made that photograph, my life drastically changed and that my friends is the subject of my book…

 

 

 

My 35th book, subtitled A Life In Photography, will be self-published because no publisher is interested in the concept. It will be a combination of autobiography and guide to the business of photography. In short it’s about about learning to be successful by avoiding all of my mistakes. It is scheduled to be published real soon now.