Spring edition, issue 006
Hello and welcome. I’m Tom Price, a photographer based in London. Welcome to Frames, my digital postcard project. You can read the introduction here and sign up to get them in your inbox, twice a month.
Around nine months ago I received an email in which the sender spoke of becoming a licensed ham radio operator.
The email was mostly about an unorthodox method of cramming for the exam required for a license. But it piqued my interest nonetheless.
Generally — I would just like to say — I spend very little time preparing for potential apocalypses, but something primal appealed about this.
The scenario I imagined was the following: X disaster has occurred and, overnight, all ways of receiving information and communicating have disappeared as electricity and communications lines go down. Then, in this dark fantasy, I pull out my battery-powered ham radio and, armed with my call sign and equipment, save the w… no, just send a message to my brother.
There’s something oddly appealing about envisioning some future crisis and thinking about how one might mitigate the circumstances. Even the thought experiment brings a…
