A throwback to the days of film and dust and spotting prints. Lots of prints. Thousands and thousands of prints. I am not joking nor exaggerating.
Anyone in the biz who was a spotter had their own palette of inks on the back of a discarded photograph. I still have mine!
This bottle is part of a set I acquired from a former boss when he decided to close up shop.
I thought this particular bottle would be appropriate on Friday the 13th as it sounds especially macabre.
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