I learned yesterday that Holga is closing their doors. I thought that today I would post my first shots made with my Holga and talk about what it means to me.
It was a beautiful, sunny, December day on 2011. I decided to visit Blue Moon Camera And Machine to buy a Holga. I’d done a lot of research and decided that this was the first film camera I wanted to play with. I’d waffled on this decision for months. For some reason I was afraid to take the plunge. The siren song of film was calling me and I couldn’t deny it, but it took me a long time to follow. The day I bought my Holga was also my first visit to Blue Moon. It would be the first of many visits!
The person who sold me the Holga was the proprietor of Blue Moon himself, Jake Shivery. He helped me choose film and showed me how to load it and gave me advice on how to use it. I loaded it up with some Fuji Pro 400h and went out into the beautiful Portland December day and shot this photo
I went on to shoot a roll of Black and White film over Christmas. And many more rolls after that.
In fact, little did I know that my purchase of this camera would be the start of something big. The purchase of this camera opened me up to a whole wonderful world. If it wasn’t for this black hunk of plastic I wouldn’t be friends with all of these amazing, kind, and wonderful people all over the world. When I took the step to answer the siren call of film photography it changed my life. I am so glad I listened.
It is Thanksgiving today in America. I have a lot of things to be grateful for. But my little Holga is making me feel such gratitude for the film photography community, and the pinhole photography community. My life is so very much enriched because of all of you. Thank you.
See the first shots from my Holga in this post.
See the second roll of film through my Holga in this post (I get a little bit philosophical).
See the the rest of my Holga shots here.
Here is another Holga shot from the last roll I ran through it. I took it at the Oregon State Fair last September.
I am reminded that I haven’t picked up a camera in weeks. WEEKS! This is terrible. I need to pick up a camera.
Currently I am scanning a roll that I shot through my Olympus Pen and, honestly, it is killing me. All of those photos! I need to just bite the bullet and finish the job.
Thank you to those who read my last post. I wrote it when I was not in the best state of mind, but I kind of wanted to do that. I wanted to document the fear that I was feeling. I am trying to be better about just sitting with my feelings and emotions, rather than reacting. It’s very hard for me to do. It’s a process. I so appreciate the support and good thoughts! Thank you.
Originally posted on Pinhole Obscura.
Once upon a time the Chief Of The Gods and his two sons, Pahto and Wy’east, traveled from the North down the Columbia River to find a place to settle. They came upon the most beautiful land they had ever seen and decided that this was the place. However, the two sons quarreled over the land and to settle the dispute their father shot two arrows from his bow: one to the North and one to the South. Pahto followed the arrow to the North and settled there, while Wy’east followed the arrow South. Their father then built A bridge across The Columbia so their family could gather from time to time.
Both sons fell in love with the same woman, the beautiful Loowit. She could not choose between them so the brothers fought each other for her hand. They buried villages in their destructive wake. The area was left devastated by their war, and the bridge built by their father fell into the Columbia river.
Their father punished the brothers by turning them into mountains. Wy’east became the volcano Mt. Hood, and Pahto became the volcano Mt Adams. The beautiful Loowit became Mt. Saint Helens which stands between Adams and Hood.
The bridge was rebuilt by men and is, to this day, known as The Bridge Of The Gods.
Exposure time: 5 seconds
Camera: Zero 2000
Film: Kodak Ektar 100
Focal Length: 25mm
Dev: C-41 by Lab
I talked a little bit about the weekend I had my epiphany about eating animals after visiting the State Fair. The day before the State Fair visit we went on a local tour of farms. One of the farms we visited also raised cattle for food, these specific cattle, actually. I made friends with this cow. And then noticed that I could buy the meat of his brothers and sisters in the freezer in farm’s shop.
Camera: Holga 120N
BTW: My vegetarianism is going very well. I’m about a month in and not really missing meat at all.
The iconic Gum Wall of Seattle is being cleaned today so I thought, in it’s honor, I would re-post a blog I wrote at Pinhole Obscura a couple of years ago. Enjoy!
Exposure time: 1 min 35 sec.
The Gum Wall of Seattle. This is, at once disgusting and captivating. According to Wikipedia it started in the early nineties when theater patrons stuck gum to the wall of Post Alley and placed coins in the gum blobs. Why they did this is unknown. But the tradition carried on (sans coins) and now the walls of the alley are covered in used gum blobs and it is passed off as “collective art.”
Is it art? I think it is. There is something about the collective nature of it that I find completely fascinating. It is repulsive but it is also colorful and pretty in its weird way. And it smells good too! The entire alley smells of sugary sweetness.
Exposure time: 1 min. 35 sec.
Camera: Zero 2000
Film: Ektar 100
Focal Length: 25mm
Dev: C-41 by Lab
Here is another large format pinhole photo taken last summer up on Mt. Hood. I can’t remember where this was taken! I think it might be Trillium Lake, but I can’t be entirely sure. I am guessing by the trees.
Camera: Zero 45 (25mm configuration)
Film: illford Delta 100
Exposure time: ???