Most photographers embraced digital, but Lobo stuck with his darkroom. I asked him why.
“Your best images are when you can sense your own mortality,” he explained. “Others … put themselves in danger to take that special photo. I’m … more hardy.” Everyone knew Lobo was a werewolf.
“But this stuff.” He casually swirled a stoppered vial of silver nitrate solution. “This can kill me. For me, the danger is in the developing, not the taking.”
They were good photos.
@FutzleFiction and now I'm thinking about Otto Chriek. https://wiki.lspace.org/mediawiki/Otto_Chriek
"The inherent problem with being a Vampire Iconographer is that flashes of bright light will cause Otto to shriek in pain, and more often than not reduce him to a pinch of dust on the floor."
@FutzleFiction Yes! The industrial revolution (and other events) of a parallel universe affords a delightful mirror to help introspect our own!