They say you should never meet your heroes (and they’re probably right). Though in some cases, things pan out differently. I had an encounter with minor automotive royalty recently and was able to shoot a roll of PanF to mark the occasion. Instead of the usual static shots we see of a vehicle, I wanted to focus more on the finer aspects of what makes the BMW Z8 truly special in my eyes.
I took the Rollei for a walk on snowshoes in February. It was pleasant.
I’m fresh out of chemistry to process the rolls I’ve shot in the last little while, so this morning I wanted to go through some older work and see if I had overlooked anything. A few shots from a late-afternoon pub visit got me thinking about Dynamic Range and its use in the modern world of electron-based photography. Continue reading “Dynamic Range: Less is (Sometimes) More”
Head office, Irving Oil.
Rolleiflex MX, Ilford HP5
Ugh, what a mess. Continue reading “Night Tri-X”
Last day of figure skating classes.
Rolleiflex MX, Ilford FP4.
When choosing to use a certain camera one must come to terms with the limits inherent. There are things one can do very well with a TLR. There are also things that you’d be mad to shoot with a TLR (but do anyhow). Continue reading “Working inside the ‘limits of your equipment’”
Wabi-sabi is the Japanese philosophy of finding beauty in imperfection and of revering authenticity above all. Put simply, it’s accepting that things change with time, as they get used and as they become part of our lives. Using things brings a comfort in familiarity. We assign value to items that accompany us on our way. Things that show their experience the same way we do: bumps and bruises, scrapes and leaks. Continue reading “Wabi-Sabi”
Every year as the Kennebecasis River freezes over, the faithful drag their shacks onto the ice at Renforth to fish for smelt. There’s always an interesting selection of huts, most with wood or propane stoves. I’ve always thought the village represents a cross-section of local society. There are high-tech soft-sided shelters, full sheds with windows and siding, “converted” campers and stick-frames covered in tarpaulin. Continue reading “Renforth Village”