I really love the painterly-ness of this…yes painterly-ness is a word.
This is a piece of a photo-stitch I did on my iPhone. I’ve decided I hate the way the images are always blurry and not quite right no matter what I do, but I love it in this instance. I am really impressed with the colors in this and I love the blur and the ghost figure that is Xander ;) I really want to do more like this…..
Our last trip to Joshua Tree we decided to camp. We camped at Jumbo Rock campground and we all had a great time exploring and climbing. Xander loves finding hiding spots:) We ended up freezing that night because we were not properly prepared, even the dog refused to climb out of her burrowed spot in the sleeping bags. But, we had fun!
Children grow up so fast! This is my cousin Taylor from 2006 as compared to a few weeks ago. I love her :)
Mike and I love Joshua Tree. We love the desert in general and Joshua Tree is just so close we can make a weekend trips. We love wandering unencumbered and without any real goal in mind.
While trying to organize my photos I found and old roll of Holga film from college. I miss photo class, we had fun :)
While trying to organize all my photo stuff I came across some Holga film from college. This was my view from my apartment in Ypsilanti. I had the best view in the whole building :) My friend, and crazy talented photographer, Jami is the ghost face on the far right.
Photos of my sister Rachel shot on my Holga. These were taken a very long time ago, probably 6-7 years ago. I remember I had just gotten my Holga and all the little cheesy filters that go with it. I shot this roll of my sister when she came to visit and it sat undeveloped until a couple of weeks ago.
I really like these. I like the double exposures and over lapping. My previous post with the photos of my Dad and Xander seem to be getting positive attention even though I’m just inconsolable in regards to the damage. I just don’t see it as a happy accident, nor is it the nature of the film and camera. It was not intentional or an experiment. I was not in control of the process after the initial exposure and that ,to me, makes them….just plain damaged. But these shots, I don’t mind the imperfections, it’s just the nature of the film and camera.
I remember having the weird little prism filter on and trying to overlap and double expose things. It was intentional with the knowledge that it was also an experiment where the results would be unknown. It was one of my first rolls of holga film and I’m pretty happy with how these came out :)
Old Holga shot of the creek behind my Grandmother’s house in Kentucky :)
I….had to step away from my camera after getting home from Kentucky.
I lugged that giant thing and all of it’s necessary parts through the airport because it made my luggage too heavy and I didn’t feel like paying the overweight charge. I carried it like an awkwardly shaped baby. I took it with me everywhere while in Kentucky just in case it was the right time to use one of my 6 sheets of film.
I haven’t shot film since college. I have never flown with film. I just assumed the signs at security where correct when they said anything under iso 800 was safe for the scanners. I should have listened to the voice of my college photo prof in the back of my head that kept saying “Don’t assume, it makes and ass out of u and me”….get it?
I was excited to get home and ,instead of developing them myself, hand over my film to the guys that have never mucked up my negatives. I was excited to see the shots of my Dad and the ones I took of Xander. I was excited to see the lens I borrowed from Vu in all it’s glory.
The above is what I got back. The strange lines and all the other f’ed up-ness you see is from the xray machines at the airport. I don’t think I’ve ever been so upset at loosing an image.
