To those not well-trained in photography, the mysterious space known as the darkroom may seem like something from a 1930s film noir. The lighting is, as the name suggests, practically non-existent. The sound of chemical solutions lapping against the edges of plastic trays provides a calm soundtrack to peering at the rows of film splayed across tables and hanging from the ceiling. There’s an uncanny sense of calm in this room, one that changes dramatically as photography students enter and, as if participating in some sacrament, carefully set about developing their photos.
