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La selle de vélo
December 28, 2022
Camera: K.B. Canham T657 w/4x5 back
Lens: Nikkor W 210mm f/5.6
Film: Kodak 320 TXP
Developer: Kodak HC-110
-Thomas
Lensless 4x5 pinhole camera
50mm@f/154
Exposure about 80’s
Ilford Delta 100 Profesional
Kodak HC-110
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PS
I have big problems at the moment when developing my 4x5 negatives. All pictures always become too dark. I tried various things last month - but the results are always insufficient. The picture here is straight the best - but also too dark. I stay tuned!
September, 2017
Widstoe, Utah
Wista VX
Nikon SW 90mm f8
Arista Ultra EDU 4x5
Pyrocat HD, Semi-Stand
Scanned using D600, 105mm Macro, and lightpad
A bit more aggressively framed than I would have liked, but there were modern structures close by that I wanted left out...
[Explored 2021/10/11]
Ondu 4x5 Pinhole Camera using Ilford Delta 100 Sheet film @ 16 seconds processed in PMK Pyro Jobo Expert Drum 1.3:2:100
Sometimes I feel my creativity go into winter mode. And its like being in a strange dark and empty hall...where you know that only the night before was the most spectacular party.
Cambo 4x5 with Schneider Apo-Symmar 210mm. Fuji Velvia 50 f/45 1/2 s. E-6 by North Coast Photo Lab. Scanned with Epson V750.
MagnoliaWide, 4/26/09, 12:46 PM, 8C, 6000x8000 (0+0), 100%, NicolbyCurve, 1/8, R271, G135, B396,
(this is the sort of gibberish my digital back puts in my meta data :)
I need to check my notes to provide data on the exposure and printing. I did this a while back and had not gotten around to scanning the print until yesterday. I have a pot of these lilies on my balcony and they bloom every early summer. I had assumed the plant would produce a constant supply of flowers through the summer but it usually wilts shorty after it blooms and does not revive until the next year. Thus, they have become a subject I photograph once a year with a time window of a few days. I have gradually become comfortable with complex compositions of multiple blossoms rather than just one or two. Although I push the stalks a little to improve the arrangement, they are not cuttings and are mostly in the way they have grown.
Camera: Cambo SC
Lens: Rodenstock Sironar 210mm f5.6
Film: Fomapan 200 in Df96
Scan: Epson V850
Light: Gridded stripbox on the background, gridded stripbox on the model. Elinchrom strobes + skyport.
Camera: Ondu 4x5 large format pinhole camera
Film: Bergger Pancro 400 4x5 large formatnöack and white negative film
Exposure: 5 seconds
Developing: Developed at home in Rodinal in a Stearman Press developing tank
Scanner: Epson Perfection V700
All the way back in February this year, I saw a local woman, dark-skinned, hair wrapped, riding her bike around town. Her face was so full of the grit that she had eaten in her life, and it seemed to me that her worn soul was close to the surface through sheer vulnerability of poverty, age and adverse experience. I saw her another time as I was driving and she waved and smiled at me like a carefree 12 year old girl. I so wanted to photograph this woman, then Covid and lockdown happened, and social distancing put any chance of finding her or approaching her for a portrait out of reach. Last weekend, I saw her wobbling her way through town on her bicycle and followed her into a side road and spoke to her. She was surprisingly open and friendly and willing to have her photograph taken, and asked if I could give her $5 for food, bless her. Before taking any photographs, I showed her prints of the local people portraits I had taken, and she knew them all and was even related to one (she is Cally's half sister). We talked about life, survival and the value of human connection. In these images, you see the authentic, hard-bitten, 'I'm still here' face of this lady who has suffered untold trials and indignities in her life. After the photographs were taken and we were chatting as I was packing away and I'd given her a modest cash thank you, she said that she had never been treated like she mattered before, and that while she was grateful for the money, that wasn't why she was happy - she said that she felt that she had been alone with another person and god for the first time and that it was a dream, a dream. She then told me it was her birthday that very day, that she was 61, having been born on 25 November 1959, and she said, with a proud flourish, 'my name is Anna - Anna Walker', and for a moment, she was that 12 year old girl again.
It is staggering that people are deprived of the basic human needs of being seen, understood and valued. It is horrendous that poor women in minority groups in particular get treated as if they are there to be used and abused, that they are less than human and, heart-wrenchingly, that 30 minutes of open conversation with a stranger can be a highlight of a period of years or even a life. It is absurd, tragic and a terrible indictment of the practices, priorities and pernicious attitudes that prevail in our world. But it is also a reason for hope, because if one person can with so little time and effort make another feel so profoundly different then 'the sources for human happiness on this planet are almost inexhaustible, aren't they' (see clip below)
www.youtube.com/watch?v=CdQKhEnVfeE
Thank you, Anna Walker.