developing

I. life on film

  

In college, I had a spark.  I was creative and had a thirst for new things I’d never seen before.  I was patient and experimental.  I would try new things and wait for something exciting to really grab me.  I distinctly remember the first time I cross processed a picture.  I was in the blackroom, listening to Peter, Paul, and Mary and as the picture came out of the chemicals, I had a photogasm.  After that, I never went anywhere without Diana and Holga, roaming around my campus with my expired slide film.  Sometime after graduation, that spark got smaller and smaller.  Seeing my old pictures makes me hungry for that creativity again.  The full on fire might not be there, but the pilot light is still on.

I still have slide film on Long Island in a corner of my hometown fridge.  My dad is visiting this weekend and is going to bring whatever goodies I have left.  I still have my Holga in a net-a-porter box in my closet.  I sold my Diana on eBay a while back for like 10 bucks — boo.   Plus, I have some fun additions to my film camera family —  just recently bought a Minolta XG-1 with the nifty fifty gold standard that should be arriving tomorrow and Mr. E Christmas gifted me this neat pin hole photo set that you build yourself (thoughtful boy).

New resolution I’m tagging onto my lengthly list — I must make a concerted effort to go on fun adventures and always have my cameras handy.