Several months ago I did a film swap with my internet friend, and fellow pinhole photography aficionado, Jesús! We did a black and white film swap, which is rather new for me. I am extraordinarily behind on posting these.
Here are some of my favorites from the roll.
You can see more on my Flickr. And do check out Jesús‘s work! the guy is a brilliant pinhole photographer. I feel like even that last statement is an understatement. He is a master of the art of pinhole photography. 🙂
I met Inge via Brendan when I first saw the film swap they did together. I checked out her photography on Flickr and was all, “I need to be friends with this woman.” We have a lot in common, film photography and tattoos being a couple of those things. I am glad that she felt the same way because I have really enjoyed getting to know her on Twitter and Facebook.
Inge lives in the Netherlands and took her photos in Amsterdam. She shot her side of the roll with an Afga Optima. She redscaled the roll and sent it my way to Oregon where I re-shot it on a walk around Sandy one Sunday evening. My shots are upside down which made for some interesting effects.
The idea of Amsterdam vs Sandy makes me laugh a bit. Sandy is so small town and hokey. I love my little town, don’t get me wrong. But it is. I thought it might be fun to contrast my small town with Amsterdam, which in my mind is this mythological utopia of liberal goodness (I have never been there but it is on my list of Places I Must Visit Before I Die).
There were lots of really great photos from this swap! You can see some of them in the gallery above by clicking on an image. Here are some more that I liked.
A penny on postboxes
Dit is toch NEMO?
You can see more of Inge’s work on her Flickr or her Lomo Home!
The International Film Swap with Brendan continues (as I previously mentioned)! Hooray! I am really enjoying these collaborations. Here are my favorites from this round (Click on a photo to start the slide show).
My shots were taken in Santa Cruz & San Francisco. His were taken at the Grand Canal in Dublin, Ireland. Again. if you are interested in participating get in touch with him! It’s fun and easy. Just shoot a roll of film & pop it in the mail. I am also down, too, if you are interested in sending film my way. I am in possession of a film leader retrieval tool so I am able to expose over your roll of film if you are so inclined. Just let me know by leaving a comment on this post.
OK. Now for a bit of a
rant discussion about some questions that have been raised about this project. Feel free to stop here and enjoy the photos or click “Continue Reading” to read the rest of the post.
I have written about my experience walking across the Golden Gate Bridge in March. It wasn’t a pleasant one. When I came home and after I wrote my blog post about it I found myself wanting to watch The Bridge again. I don’t know why. This bridge has been haunting me.
What I did not tell you about that day was that I was also shooting photos on a roll of film that I would send overseas to Brendan for another round of his International Film Swap project.
The photos from the bridge are as haunting as the bridge itself. Kind of spooky, actually. Here, have a look:
Mother Mary watches over the Golden Gate
Honestly. Does this need any explanation? It gives me chills.
Final Resting Place
I showed this to Raf and the first thing out of his mouth was, “Final resting place.”
Bridge or mortuary?
When I shot this sign I thought it was kind of funny and rebellious. If you look closely you will see that right under the word “Bridge” is the word “Mortuary” (from Brendan’s double exposure). Indeed, the place feels very haunted to me. Lots of very sad souls there.
There are more really cool photos from the swap that are less morbid and I will share them in another post. Stay tuned!
My exposures are from SF (obvs) and Brendan’s exposures are in Dublin.
I mentioned that a couple of photos from my film swap with Mr. AwareoftheVoid really stand out for me. I wanted them to have their own blog post. This is one of them. I feel like it doesn’t need a blathery exposition because it kind of speaks for itself. And maybe I should just shut up and let the photo do the talking. However…
A little while before Brendan sent these to me I got the call from my mom telling me that my uncle was actively dying. When she told me it felt like someone punched me in the stomach. I honestly didn’t think he would die so quickly. He only found out two weeks ago that he had lung cancer. I honestly thought that I would have time to go back home to say goodbye. But, apparently, life doesn’t work that way. I was in shock. As I was looking at the photos, in shock, this particular one jumped out for obvious reasons. I love how the sunrise is bleeding through the gate, like it refuses to be held back. What a beautiful metaphor.
The lock part of the photo was taken on the Steel Bridge in Portland, Oregon and the Sunrise was taken by Brendan in Dublin.