I’m not liable to spontaneous combustion, but as a human being I am flammable so it was probably for my own good.
As an archivist, you get to do some pretty cool things and go to some pretty cool places in the name of preserving history, and Monday was no different – I was in an old film processing building attending the orientation for my newest adventure in my perpetual Quest For Permanent Archival Employment, some paid training at IndieCollect, an independent film repository (check them out!). As it were, the building still has five nitrate vaults in it, so naturally I had to investigate the nearest one since I’d never gotten to go inside one before.
Photos after the cut.
Oh, and you know how I know I’m meant to be taking this job? They have the original negative of the 1987 documentary about the Laurel and Hardy fanclub, Revenge of the Sons of the Desert.