Hi, anybody remember someone coming on this or another forum and asking about how they can get a copy of a professionally done family hierloom photograph? I certainly do, and I also remember how in a morally superior tone, I've gone on to explain how the photograph is intellectual property of the original photographer.
Now I've come into possession of a couple of important family pictures myself, and I don't dare display them. They are in pristine condition somehow for photographs twenty six years old. I'd pay for reprints from the original negs. I'd pay practically anything, 20, 50 a hundred dollars or more for a reprint.
Problem is, that my small town went through a tough economic patch about 15 years ago. We were the largest grain handling port in the western world for a time, and when the grain elevators started shutting down all the little businesses shut their doors and it took until about 5 or 6 years ago that our town started to recover, hell, I just returned about 6 years ago myself.
When I say we went through a bad patch, I mean a BAD patch. 9 out of 10 elementary schools closed down. I came back to visit once about twelve years back and I couldn't beleive it, half the storefronts in a town of over 130 thousand were empty, people on welfare would rent out little storefronts and restaurant spaces, just because commercial realty was desperate. They relocated one of the public libraries into a local mall because it was so cheap.
Now back to the present, I have these photographs I need copies of, and I don't know which photographer took them, I need to canvas the city to find him/her and I despair of it. I'll make a form letter soon with all the relevant information I can find about the photo, but I have a sinking feeling I'm going to be S.O.L. That photog. is probably in another province by now.
So, I'm probably going to have to copy the photo, on a copy stand with my 4x 5 camera, and make copies from the sheet film neg. I don't like it, but here I am with a photo that's worthless to any of you, and priceless to me and if that's not bad enough all my smug lectures on the sanctity of copyright sit pretty uncomfortably in the back of my throat.
Boy, I feel like a right proper ass now.