Back when color film was plentiful and I was shooting it with wild abandon. Now we’re all hoarding it like it’s going away…
Honestly I think I shot more color film in 2021 than I ever have! It just seemed a good time for it.
One of the aspects my peers criticized in my photo project was that there were hardly any pictures with me in them. I’ve kept that in mind ever more frequently this year and either taken more selfies or had someone else hold the camera for me. Hopefully I was successful in my attempt to add a bit of my own personal je ne sais quoi to these.
Film, in order: Fuji Superia 400, Kodak Ultramax 400, Ilford XP2 Super, Kodak BW400CN (exp.2008).
Yesterday was the first Mother’s Day that my brother and I didn’t have our mother. Looking back on it, even though we butted heads a lot, I was able to spend a lot of time with her in the last few years and I’m grateful for that now. This would be the companion piece to my other tribute which was posted back in December. Honestly I completely forgot about Mother’s Day but I’ve never been a big fan of holidays that promote obligatory consumerism and people punish you for forgetting; I suppose I’ll never have to feel bad for not remembering from now on.
While developing all the rolls I shot in 2020 I came across a few that I’d taken of my mom, usually holding her first grandson. Thanks to my old photo instructor Stacy for letting me get all that done in the school darkroom, or I don’t know when I would have gotten around to seeing these. The entire Summer I was shooting nothing but Kodak Tri-X.
It’s incredible to me that what started off as current up-to-date posts has kept going and I’m already behind again, with the 2022 season about to take of. That’s a good problem I suppose, it means I’m not about to run out of material soon!
But shooting around 40 rolls of film for this project every year, I suppose it’s to be expected.
Every once in a while I get to ride along instead of driving, it gets me shots I wouldn’t otherwise.
I remember the saying that “if you have a camera, you’re a photographer.” Well nearly everyone’s a photographer here. A lot can be said about people who spend their life experiencing it through a screen.
It’s happened before, though it’s a pretty rare occurrence! I just took these shots wile driving through on my day off.
The last time I was able to take advantage of this wonderful weather was more than three years ago.
Back in October/November 2021 I was going through my old posts looking at all the different photos I’d taken and deciding which ones I should keep and which I should prune to make sure I don’t run out of storage space. There were entire posts that I deleted to make room for new photos; I think now that I will bring some of those pictures back. A lot of those were family pictures and I have many more since the funeral so it might keep the blog going for a bit longer. As a mini project, it hearkens back to an assignment I did in my Intermediate Photo class, and it will be good to revisit this subject.
So here are more family hangout pictures this time post-memorial with my cousin Chris and his family.
I went back to my Nikon F2A (and good thing, too). This is the first time I used Ilford HP5 (except for large format) and my first impression is that it’s sharp but also that it has some of the same characteristics of XP2 in its look, namely to contrast. I’d say that they look pretty similar to each other, and a noticeably different look from my old Kodak standbys.
In all my tours I’ve never had so many pictures taken by passengers. Every single one of them wanted so many taken at the same spot and all were very particular about how they looked. Now evidently these days men have a reputation of being poor photographers, probably because they get too exhausted by demanding subjects. Then again with my coworker Cougar and myself they found a couple guys willing to fawn over them like schoolboys and jump through whatever hoop they wanted.
Talking to passengers more recently, I guess that places like Garden of the Gods are getting notoriety thanks to lots of posts on Instagram, TikTok, and who knows whatever else, I really don’t want to get caught up in it all. I don’t know how all these phone pics they/we took turned out but honestly the whole experience was eye-opening; they were much more concerned with how they looked in pictures than what the pictures were of, I think. Is this the modern woman? After the fact, I find the whole thing shallow and depressing.