Nothing like a morning walk to find peace and beauty.
Tag: Portra 400
Nothing like a mistake that is rather a fun one – here, double exposure in my Certo Six folding camera. I forgot to advance the film and thought there was an issue, so released the exposure button again by choosing the “bypass” button. (If you have a Certo Six, you know what I am talking about.) It makes me think that it might be a fun exercise to deliberately, rather than accidentally, create double exposures. Maybe even triple. Or quadruple. Such is possible!!
This is with Portra 400, a film I always find way to delicate in color for my taste, but it could be I will change my mind after cataract surgery. This is pretty much SOOC with just some spot removal in post. I don’t like spotty film . . .
I picked up a roll of film I had processed and ignored scanning it for weeks. Photography just wasn’t interesting anymore. Yesterday I finally scanned it.
This hiatus showed me something very clearly: I prefer the looks of film to that of digital. Even the Fuji digital equivalents don’t come close to the beauty of film. However, in the pre-digital age, film was horrible because it was expensive and unsuccessful as far as I was concerned. Snapshots, bad lighting, poor composition, and more failures than success. And no education, just a camera and failed hope.
Now I think that digital helped me learn and digital helps analog. It’s good when things play well together, don’t you think?
No idea where I took this, but those big bunches of pink flowers just took my heart! Summer at its finest!!
At the end of the Ventura pier, the platform widens out and in the center is an opening. You can look down into the waters below, and see the supports reaching up.
Years ago – maybe 25 – when I lived just a short way from the pier, in the middle of a fierce storm, a friend and I walked out to the end of the pier. The wind was wild, waves were high, we got soaked, we were stupid, we nearly flew off in the wind. The next day it turns out the pier had been severely damaged where we stood. Closed for weeks and weeks, the supports beneath were reinforced and rebuilt.
And now you see them.
In the lands of Covid-19, public libraries are closed, but the grounds are open for wanderers and snoops like me. This is a statue that I enjoy – the pleasures of reading, as passed down through the generations. Reading is so magical as your mind does the work, and imagination creates images and sounds and such that nothing else can equal.
Southward view from pier. No one almost, and that is the way I like it. Covid-19 and a weekday make for perfect beach conditions when combined with a fair wind and moderate temperatures.
I wonder if there is a life guard out there . . . on a plague beach.