Thirty-six frames of fog
Walked to the harbour before sunrise with one roll loaded. Half the shots came back almost white, which is honest: that is what the morning looked like.
notes on shooting film with an old camera and too little patience
Walked to the harbour before sunrise with one roll loaded. Half the shots came back almost white, which is honest: that is what the morning looked like.
Stood on the same corner for twenty minutes until the sun came round the building. Took one frame. It is the only one from that week I actually like.
The back door of the camera does not quite seal anymore. A red streak across the edge of every third frame. I have stopped trying to fix it.