Thoughts from the cosmos ( communications with my much missed Dad)
When I first began my retouching career being compared to a God of retouching (my dad) the old school of hand retouching was hard, to have undergone four years of traditional hand/airbrush training under that God in this art form only to have it tossed into the trash can at my graduation? That was a lot harder (traditional retouching died in around six months when paintbox aka digital retouching first arrived)
I got three things from all that training that I don’t regret, Dad went on his first holiday in about 8 years, I had been given the edge on every wanna be digital retoucher out there, and I’d just been given my first slam bam thank you ma’am from life.
When digital came in it was much more my thing than Dad’s. He was 62, was master of airbrush, bleach & dye and yet he still embraced it (digital) with total commitment. We abandoned old school retouching job’s, and though they still dribbled in ( he did them) we would scan them in and then we’d both do the job again using photoshop, that’s how we retrained. Only mono/grayscale was possible at that time!
I remember ( and we had spent a mint on the best of the best apple had to offer) that I tried a filter , a radial blur on the best setting, I watched the progress bar for a while then went went to bed . It was still going the next morning when i got up and I could’t help wondering what system photoshop developers where running on, because it had to be way better than ours and given that fact why they would offer an effect that would take days for any user out there to achieve?
Like sending Apollo to the moon but forgetting the lander.
Actually It’s a bit like Australia now in 2018, with internet speed, 60th in the world? Promises, promises. but sweet * all!
At 62 my dad became a gamer. We where learning how to retrain our hand skills with airbrush and brush to mouse.
An event my dad referred to as like learning to retouch with a brick! (wacom tablets where yet to be invented)
Younger, I was more involved in the novelty and discovered computer games.
They where useful, they got you used to and promoted skill on both keyboard and mouse, fundamental to some kind of cyber transfer of one skill set to the next. The only edge we had was what we were already expert retouchers, we just needed to reinterpret these skills into the new medium. So I got my dad to play, he was hooked, and we started getting back lost business. Very tough times, but at the same time exciting.