Light

Barcelona, April 2008.

Falling Down

I had cause to be over at the Freeman House in Hollywood, one of Frank Lloyd Wright's later projects now crumbling as a result of weather, material choices and earthquakes, and brought along the Holga. Have been getting the film back with a CD - the lab scans the negs rather than my scanning machine prints - and am finding they need a bit more work in Photoshop, a skill still developing.

Fiddling Around

Most everything I post here is pretty straightforward: I scan the print (or contact sheet, as the case may be) and post full frame images. I was noodling around, though, and was prompted to try stretching some of the Holga images in Photoshop. This one, shot at the Jersey Shore last summer, seemed ripe for pulling out from the original's square. Probably won't post a lot of these, like to play it straight, but thought the effect of adding to the distortion around the edges was a nice enhancement of the Holga's innate weaknesses (and appeal).

There's that Distortion....

There were about three shots on the roll of color film I shot in Spain that had some kind of strange light leak, just three. Have no idea what caused it, haven't seen it before or since. Here, the arc of light leached in as I shot the grate that covered a closed shop in Barcelona's Old City.

High Flyer

Sharp enough to pick up the footprints in the sand, the grassy ledge of the dune and even a bit of the houses in the background, but not enough to see the string holding the kite.

Sand Trap

This is one from a couple summers ago. Liked the texture of the sand, the shadow and the motion.

Back to Creepy

Most of the shots on this most recent trip were taken with the expectation that there would be distortion, blurring and all sorts of other Holga vagaries. Not so much. For the most part, the images were crisp - crisper than I'd seen in a while. And this with black and white film with an ISO of 50, really slow (color was 200 ISO, more appropriate). Then there was this detail photo from the Sagrada Familia in Barcelona. Dark, foreboding and blurred, it seemed to fit with the dreamlike quality of the building.