All the cool kids are doing it.
What do I mean? 35mm of course. Remember that stuff we used before there were phones that could make toast, give you relationship advice and clean your car on a Sunday morning? I love some stuff about the 2012-World. The fact I can get out of bed at 3am, if I so choose, and go and buy authentic ingredients to make a lamb Tikka Biryani. The fact I don’t have to read complicated small-print timetables anymore because Google tells me when the train is coming. And that I can go to the pub for an evening without getting COPD.
But then I dislike some stuff too.
The fact nobody can spell anymore. That I have about forty TV channels and there’s still nothing on, and that petrol costs more than saffron infused angel’s tears.
And the death of film.
Film photography is still cheap despite what Jessops tells you, I buy film for less than a pound and process it to CD for £2. Film photography is a 150 year old tradition, making images the way our grandfathers did. We can even use the cameras they used, got off eBay for £2 instead of the hundreds they spent. It’s science happening in your hands, its magical stuff. Light burning into chemical emulsion, a moment, an experience recorded. Not for your computer screen or a low res Facebook album, but to slip into a book or bottom draw to discover in ten years time, so you can spend a Sunday afternoon remembering the fun you had. So shoot a roll in a day. Buy a film camera for a pound, get some film from the pound shop and go on a picnic with your family. One of the nice things about photography is you can’t take any photos sitting watching TV, you have to get up and go out and do something relatively exciting.
Here are a few I took today.
