Going, Going, (Not Yet) Gone
I stumbled upon film photography inadvertently after I was recommended to take a disposable camera to Coachella. I instantly fell in love with the idea of pictures being natural in their element, authentic and real. I've always been interested in photography, but was too shy to pick up a DSLR. Well, and the equipment overwhelmed me...and the price scared me. Film cameras, however, are some of the coolest pieces of art-making-devices left known to Gen Z. (Sorry 2000s babies, you grew up on iPhones.) I found my first film camera at a Goodwill in my hometown, surprisingly stacked with six rolls of unused film. The camera was clearly made in the early 90s, apparent by the thick, black cage surrounding the viewfinder. At the time, I bought what I assumed was a huge money saver. (Film is not dead, which means it's also not cheap, my friends.) Instead, what I got out of my point-and-shoot Minolta Freedom Zoom 90 was a significant amount of light leaks, burns and out-of-focus pictures. These 'flaws' have become my preferred form of photography. They're real. They're pure. They're perspectives of life - my life - candidly.
Now, I'm always searching and collecting cameras, whether for use or display. I recently found an awesome lil' 135 mm 1960s Kodak Pony camera at an antique faire for $5! ~ FIVE DOLLARS ~ It really comes in handy when people don't know the value of their product. Plus, I can never reject a good bargain.
Unfortunately, the whole developing/processing/paying component of film is a drag for me. To be honest, if someone hadn't accidentally developed these pictures for me, this section of my website would not exist. So, because of the stated (above), I am putting it out in the universe that I will 1. wrangle up the rest of my film, 2. develop each series and 3. share them digitally. Opening up a pack of negatives is - ironically - a highly positive feeling and my soul needs more of that.