Somebody started griping, irrelevantly, about my big ol’ round horn-rims back on this post, which led me to
point out that I used to wear smaller, round wire-rims, which made me remember that there used to be a mug shot of me wearing those on file down in the newsroom, which caused me to go look for it (and not find it), which caused me to run across the mug I just put up on my blog to replace the offending one with the big specs that I actually wear every day.
I’m not absolutely sure, but I think this one was taken when I first arrived at The State, from the Wichita paper, in 1987.
But hey, you’re the one who didn’t like the accurate, up-to-date one with the glasses. Or one of y’all was…
Anyway, the "new" one is what I really look like… in the sense that a soft-drink still costs a dime.
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ah, 20 years, I almost hit it on the button . . . .
So why didn’t you note the crop marks? It would have looked warmer.
It is amazing what artist can do now with a brush.
I left the margin in, with the “note crop marks” visible, for the sake of nostalgia. In those days we actually handled physical prints, and physically marked them in ink or grease pencil for actual humans to read before shooting back in the camera room.
By the mid-90s, all that was done in Photoshop.
Cute, but nerdy.
Wow, Mr. Warthen, you mean that once upon a time, editors marked pictures with pencils to show the desired crop?
Who woulda thunk it?
There were days when paper meant something?
And you think the people who visit this blog are so numb they couldn’t figure that out?
Well, heck, it is South Carolina, not some upscale brainpad like Kansas or Beale Street or Ecuador.