The death of a beloved Holga is a hard thing. Shutters cease to snap close, electrician's tape can't reasonably hold backs on. In my case the styrofoam lining that cushioned the film roll up just disappeared. I have no idea where it went. When I popped the roll in it was there, when the roll came out it was gone. This happened twice - I replaced the foam with some from another deceased camera and it too came unglued and wandered off. The only evidence were the sticky marks left on the film and a very loose roll that allowed light to wash out the last few images.
Friday, November 12, 2010
Unglued
The death of a beloved Holga is a hard thing. Shutters cease to snap close, electrician's tape can't reasonably hold backs on. In my case the styrofoam lining that cushioned the film roll up just disappeared. I have no idea where it went. When I popped the roll in it was there, when the roll came out it was gone. This happened twice - I replaced the foam with some from another deceased camera and it too came unglued and wandered off. The only evidence were the sticky marks left on the film and a very loose roll that allowed light to wash out the last few images.
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