Posts tagged: film
What we look like (apparently) when we go for coffee & steamers. Ha! :)
My little brother, Matthew.
If you haven’t seen these yet, go do it. Somehow, this gives me a whole new appreciation for photography in general.
Lost and found (via buttonmoOon)
This is my new favorite Flickr stream. Brilliant gorgeous film work.
Amia at the Beach.
Myles at the Beach.
Just finished watching The Reader (which I reluctantly put on, expecting to fall asleep, disinterested.)
Two thoughts: 1) It’s a phenomenal movie. Powerful and brilliant on many levels. And, 2) It really saddens me how Hollywood advertisers portray films a certain way just to attempt to make more money. This movie is absolutely NOT what I half-expected from the trailers, posters, and DVD cover. It’s not at all the steamy period-piece romance they make it look like. It’s a gut-wrenching masterpiece. One of the best I’ve seen in a long time.
MaryAnn.
Taking pictures of each other.
Taking this pretty lady to Seattle for the weekend. A weekend in which we will do nothing… except whatever we feel like doing at any given moment. Which, for parents of wildly rambunctious 6 and 2 year-olds, is a bit of a big deal. Later y’all.
Shot in Alba, Italy with an old Voigtländer.
Three shots from my first roll of film shot on my new (old) Mamiya C330. It’s been a long time since I scanned any film. I used to do it day in and day out at the studio I worked at in Portland. I remember now how much I loved the process. It’s actually very relaxing.
Just bought these two little beauties on eBay for me and my sweetheart. She’s my photo buddy. She loves her photo-outing dates with dad. But I’m sure I love them more.
…says my 6 year old daughter, Amia.
Today I’m introducing her to film. We’re looking at processed rolls of E-6 and a box of slides on a makeshift light-table in the living room.
She’s amazed. She LOVES it. It feels like some secret treasure that I’ve now shared with her. I love it. I may sell all my digital stuff and bask in the straight filmy goodness. I crave the purity of it.
