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The old Voigtländer Vitomatic had an old Fuji 800 film that I did know about. The first photo I took after noticing that ended like this.
I thought the film in the camera was ISO 100 so I set the Gossen Digisix to that (the internal light meter doesn't work). When I rewinded the film it was a Fujicolor Press 800. I first thought that that photos taken at EI 100 would be very overexposed, but when developed they weren't. The old photos taken in 1999 was rather underexposed while the new one was not that overexposed. It seems like high speed films like loose their sensitivity faster then I thought.
I returned this Olympus xa camera to fstoppers on yonge & eglinton & the owner was rewinding my "test" roll & kept opening the camera to check if it was rewinded 😡
Accidental double exposure. First image from a shoot from April 2011 and 2nd (tie die) from November 2012. The first image is from a Olympus Trip 35 then I rewinded the roll by accident and then placed in my Pentax K1000 not knowing was what already on the roll.
Double exposure.
The roll has been exposed with a kodak retina II, rewinded, and then reloaded in the konica big mini.
Hadrian Wall
On my first trip to the Hadrian Wall, after 3 years being 'stationed' in the North East. The weather was horrendous, gusts of wind and horizontal rain. It was impossible to stay more than a few minutes out... I thought about those poor Roman soldiers in ancient times. As it turned out, though, reading the captions in the small museum nearby, they were mostly German troopers, probably the only ones who could withstand the weather for long periods.
The landscape is great though, but I guess I will have to wait for milder weather.
This roll of film took some light when I opened the camera thinking that I had already rewinded the whole film. Then there was some more messing up from the photolab, who scanned some half frames together (look the unintentional dyptich below) probably due to my early mistake.
Nikon FG
Zeiss Distagon 25/2.8
Ilford HP5+
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Lay Report: Sexy Texas Girl
I met this girl awhile back at a bar that I go to from time to time. I really didn't talk to her much at first. I was a bit withdrawn because I got in a fight the week before and had nearly gotten my finger bitten off; In fact I had to get 7 stitches.
Well, I was walking around the bar with this finger contraption, gauze and medical tape when she took notice; which led to her asking me what happened. I told her about the guy that tried to bite my finger off in a fight. I even showed her a video that some girl I know recorded when it happened. She was clearly impressed, I could tell by her body language. She got more attentive and rewinded the video a couple of times.
Anyway, I backed off and hung out closer to the front of the bar - where some of my friends were. My friends and I sipped our drinks and talked about whatever. I didn't even talk to this girl again until towards the end of the night, before the bar closed.
The entire night her and her blonde friend were getting stalked by a few Indian guys that were on the prowl. They were nice to the guys, but clearly had no intention of going home with any of them. I could tell, so I didn't think much of it and just let time pass.
At the end of the night they were hanging out right outside the bar, so I reopened them and suggested going to an afterhours that I know of. The one I showed the video in the beginning of the night was up for it. Her friend wasn't so much, but the girl I was talking with was clearly the head hen.
When the Indian guys saw that I was stealing their girls, the biggest one put his hand out and was like, "no". I just looked at him with an apathetic look, because quite frankly, I didn't give a damn what was going down. I already nearly had my finger bitten off a week before - so I didn't really care if I got in another fight.
Thankfully, the guy backed down. Following that I hailed a cab. The girls got in the cab with me without any hesitation. I didn't say much, the 2 girls just talked back and forth about what they thought of the bar. The girl I was with felt very comfortable with me. She was actually leaning her body against me when talking in the cab - a pretty obvious indication of interest.
We eventually got to the afterhours and they ordered their beers first. I went to the bathroom as they ordered, so I could avoid them asking me to pay.
I come back, get myself my own beer and tell them we should go to the back where it isn't that crowded. We talked a little about my finger and how they just moved to NYC from Austin, Texas. I just sipped my beer and chilled. I still didn't say much, because I was in deep thought about my mangled finger. I had booked a flight to L.A. the following week and was a bit disappointed - since I was no longer 100%.
Anyway, the blonde friend went to the bathroom at some point and I told the girl I was with that I was a little tired and might leave in a few. Her friend comes back a few minutes later and says she's ready to leave. She was trying to nonverbally get her friend to go with her, but her friend tells her, "I think I want to stay a little longer." She also tells her that she can leave if she wants and that she'll be fine with me. The blonde friend was like, "Are you sure?" and the other girl nods her head yes.
After the blonde friend leaves, I am stuck there with my beer and this really sexy white girl with a booty. I didn't even hesitate, I could tell the sexual tension was rampant, so I put my arms around her waist and dive in. We made out and the chemistry was on point. She was anticipating this the whole time - I could feel it.
When we finished our beers, we went outside to grab a cab. Then headed back to my place. I asked where she lived, but she lived in Brooklyn. I live in Manhattan, so my place was much closer.
We get to my place and took turns using the bathroom. When we both finish up, she comes and lays next to me and we start making out. I take off her shirt and she takes off mine. Then we take off the rest of our clothes. I slide on a condom from my night-stand drawer and we end up screwing each other's brains out.
In the morning we screwed some more and I took her to breakfast after. She told me that only 2 other guys ever made her orgasm like I did. I don't know if that's a compliment or not, but I took it as one. I didn't see her again after that. I left for L.A. and was there for a month. By the time I got back I assumed she had met someone else and already moved on to another girl.
However it was good times, but bad timing to really form any kind of friend with benefits type of thing; since I was already heading to Cali. Oh well, all that matters is that we enjoyed ourselves.
So that is about it! Feel free to leave some comments and tell me what you think. Thanks for reading!
-PUA Redsky
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Double exposure.
The roll has been exposed with a kodak retina II, rewinded, and then reloaded in the konica big mini.
I rewinded the film, forgot is for two years and then without knowing I dubbelexposed it. Pretty cool mashup between the past and present.
Minox 35 GT / Fuji 200
I rewinded the film, forgot is for two years and then without knowing I dubbelexposed it. Pretty cool mashup between the past and present.
Minox 35 GT / Fuji 200
I rewinded the film, forgot is for two years and then without knowing I dubbelexposed it. Pretty cool mashup between the past and present.
Minox 35 GT / Fuji 200
I rewinded the film, forgot is for two years and then without knowing I dubbelexposed it. Pretty cool mashup between the past and present.
Minox 35 GT / Fuji 200
Accidental double exposure. First image from a shoot from April 2011 and 2nd (tie die) from November 2012. The first image is from a Olympus Trip 35 then I rewinded the roll by accident and then placed in my Pentax K1000 not knowing was what already on the roll.
Double exposure.
The roll has been exposed with a kodak retina II, rewinded, and then reloaded in the konica big mini.
Pentax Spotmatic, Kodak Tri-X 400, double exposure through rewinding the film entierly and shooting again, sepia toned.
Met Kenny Hotz at a starbucks on queen. i shat my grandmas pants :P
This shot turned out like this, no edit. i guess i must have rewinded the film a bit unknowingly
This music sent from James help me make a better image
www.youtube.com/watch?v=8s8YK4R5qa0
"Now you will become one with Mother Nature my dear...As fun as it was being human, I think it is time to take a new path in life."
Stock images: jesuisautre.deviantart.com/art/stone-floor-stock-xvii-598...
Double exposure.
The roll has been exposed with a kodak retina II, rewinded, and then reloaded in the konica big mini.
Rewinded the film which has already finished
Brought it to Bangkok ..
Same Camera, Same film
Everything is different..
Oh.. Taipei is more hot!!
Taipei .. Huashan 1914 - Creative Park
Bangkok.. BTS / Phrom Phong Station
I reached the wreck. It dangled gently in the wind and made all sorts of noises. Internally, I was telling myself to quit and let it be. It was probably the best idea. But on the other side, I don't wanna be a coward either.
So I carefully stepped inside. With every step I made, I could hear the metal bending and squeaking, as if it would break any second. I slowly made my through it while looking for a black spot.
As i reached the cockpit, I saw a black latch between the pilot and co pilot seats. "Between the seats rests the black spot", I repeated. Then it clicked in my head. "Is he talking about the planes Blackbox?"
I opened the latch and looked inside. The inside consists mostly of bitten cables and various remnants of animals. In between all that, I spotted a small orange box. I grabbed and opened it. Yet again, another folded piece of paper. But also a cassette recorder with "Play me" written on it.
I hit the play button and listened.
It sounded like two men speaking in... idk... japanese or chinese. In the next moment, I heard the voices of a man, a woman and a child who seem to enter the plane in a rush and in panic. The engines turned on and after a few minutes, the plane took off. Long time there was just the sound of the propellers. Then I heard the doors of the plane open and the wind from outside enacted inside. Shortly after, the woman started panicking again and yelled were the pilots went.
Hang on,... did the pilots seriously jumped out and left them behind?
The voices of the man and the child sounded. The man said that he found something that can safe all of them. They just need to hang on to it. The woman refused, but the man talked her into to do it. In the next moment, I heard the woman screaming, with the screaming getting fainter and fainter before there was only the sound of the wind again. Then I heard the engines of the plane starting to turn off. Probably running out of gas. Long time there was nothing. Then a loud crash. And then silence.
I just stood there for a while, processing what I just heard. Then I silently rewinded the cassette and put the recorder back into the box before opening the folded paper.
"Zip your way over to the entrance of Smugglers cavern. Deep inside, The skull dangles and waits for you."
I looked around and noticed a handle on a rope hanging from another rope. It lead all the way across a small chasm. And besides the far end on the other side, I saw another cave entrance.
"Oh, for the love of...", I said out loud. There's no way that zip line can carry me. I was thinking about turning around and look for another way. But I didn't wanted to waste the whole day by searching for one. If there is one at all. So I put the paper back into the box, and said one back into the latch before I stepped up to the zip line and put my forelegs over the handle while holding on to the rope with my hands. I had to focus my center of gravity onto my hindlegs, otherwise I'd have went down the line unprepared. My brain constantly told me to not do it. But the moment I was rethinking about my decision, I already went down the zip line.
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OK, essa tem uma historinha.
Estávamos fotografando na Cidade Velha quando, dobrando a rua, aparece este senhor vendendo camarões. "Vai camarão, dotô? Aqui só tem do graúdo!"
Vendo o personagem que apareceu do nada ali, eu resolvi dar uma olhada no tal do camarão, pensando, logicamente, em fazer uma foto.
"Mas vem cá, esse não é daquele camarão que o graúdo fica em cima e quando a gente vai comprar o senhor pega o pequenino que fica embaixo?"
"Não, não, o meu camarão é do bom, isso eu não faço, blablabla..."
E o velho se empolgou tanto com o camarão dele que nem viu a gata se aproximando sorrateiramente. E eu tentando avisar, e o velho falando, falando, falando.
Não deu outra. Quando eu consegui interromper o velho, foi só pra dizer "meu patrão, acho que o gato tá comendo o seu camarão hein?". Pobre senhor. Ficou todo errado. Não sabia se espancava a gata, se continuava dizendo que o camarão era bom e que isso nunca tinha acontecido antes, se ia embora dali pra nunca mais ser visto.
E a gata nem depois de levar três tapas na cabeça daqueles de balançar o cérebro largou o camarãozinho.
Tendo desistido de me vender o camarão e morto de vergonha, ele me deixou tirar essa foto. Só que o maldito filme rebobinado acabou na hora e cortou o cucuruto do pobre velho.
Só pode ter zica este ancião!
Belém - Pará - Brasil
Canon EOS 630, 100-300mm, Kodak ProImage 100 rebobinado e fora da validade.
OK, this one's got its own particular tale.
We were shooting in the historical Downtown district when, as we turned around the corner, there comes up this old man. "How 'bout a little shrimp, sir? I've only got the big ones!"
Staring at the bizarre apparition that came out of nowhere, I came next to him to take a look at his shrimp -- obviously thinking about taking any photograph I could take.
"Just tell me something, isn't this shrimp basket of yours one of those in which the big ones are on top and when you pick them up you just get the tiny ones that are hidden on the bottom?"
"Of course not! My shrimp is great! I don't do this kind of stuff, no sir, yadda yadda yadda"
Suddenly, the old man got so excited about his shrimp that he didn't even notice the she-cat approaching as quietly as a... well, as a cat! I even tried to warn him, but he wouldn't stop speaking.
Well, you've probably figured out the end of the story. I managed to warn the shrimp saler: "old man, I think there's a cat in your shrimp, see?". Poor old man. He got so embarassed that he didn't know if he spanked the poor cat (who didn't drop the shrimp after three brain-shaking hits on the head!), if he'd still say his shrimp was good and that this never happened before, or if he simply vanished from there forever.
Giving up selling me shrimp, he just let me take his picture. Perfect. Only the rewinded film was cut wrong and the top of his head was cut off.
Definitely, there was something very wrong with this old man.
Story! so my friend let me borrow his "new" canon t90...well about a year pasts and he comes for it and i still had the 1st roll of film in it. it only needed like 5 more frames left. idk why i just didnt use them. well this semester back to school kicked my ass so thats a good reason. but i rewinded the film. put it on my elan 7E and shot some pics today. so 1 already expired roll with a year span of photos. crazy to think. but here is Oliver with an air on my ramp. taken with the elan 7E and 16-35L @16mm
[old photo exposed at EI 800 in 1999]
I thought the film in the camera was ISO 100 so I set the Gossen Digisix to that (the internal light meter doesn't work). When I rewinded the film it was a Fujicolor Press 800. I first thought that that photos taken at EI 100 would be very overexposed, but when developed they weren't. The old photos taken in 1999 was rather underexposed while the new one was not that overexposed. It seems like high speed films like loose their sensitivity faster then I thought.
What is Courage?
by Ty D.
Courage is the sun meeting the sky
Regardless of the slight chance of
rain
Courage is the antidote to numb fear,
insecurities, and pain.
Bravery is of the man who walks
forward but
Looks back to see how far he's
come
Gaining knowledge to over step his
obstacles while also never forgetting
where he's from.
Courage is the man who gives, not
looking to receive
Giving gifts of importance like giving up
his life for the land of the brave and
the home of the free.
Courage is the flower who can grow
among the weeds
While bravery is the father who can
stare down the barrel of a gun to
protect his family.
No hero I know comes equipped with
x-ray vision
The heroes who go down in history are
those who help people in need
Because they feel it is their
mission.
See, courage is the soul which is
manifested by the heart
While fearlessness is the
luminescence that guides you through
The tunnel of existence when your
future is dark.
Courage is your shadow the depth of
your sentiment
The movement flowing through your
body that causes you to stand
For something you believe in while
everyone else continues to sit.
See courage is Martin Luther King
fighting for something he believed in--
Even while he knew doing this he was
taking a detrimental risk.
Being courageous is learing how to
fight without using your fist
Like Jackie Robinson, Rosa Parks,
and Frederick Douglas did.
Courage is the valor in your heart that
allows you to take a stand
Without ever having to open your
mouth.
Courage is the soul, the mind, the heart
It's how to tell a boy and a man
apart.
Courage is Mahatma Gandhi, Nelson
Mandela, and Harriett
Tubbman.
The men and women who did the
things they did so my generations
Could live in a world where our
opinions could be spoken.
Strength goes to my ancestors who
revolted on Amistad
refusing to succumb to slavery
Not caring about how their life would
alter history or if
there actions would be praised
My tears shed for those whose valor
shines through them as
they live tough lives
While people are homeless and deep
in debt or poverty, I
complain day to day with three hots a
cot and a roof over
my head at night.
Courage belongs to those who wake
up with cancer in the
body but always keep a grin on their
face.
Or to the mother with five mouths to
feed but goes to work smiling while
getting minimum wage
So what is courage you ask, well
just the word it's the
actions that are behind it.
So don't show courage be courage
everyday because life's
choices are never rewinded.
at the end of the roll as we were driving back from the beach i saw the most gorgeous light rays so i rewinded the film a few frames and shot over them to see what would happen.
At evening, paddy field in Ubud, Bali is so lively with lots of people, birds, and flags as if there were festival. I stopped mountain very often to take shots, parked it and walk through the small dike of paddy field. It took sometimes for me to understand why the boy stood still there.. He played something in his hands and for a while he rewinded the little wheel hanging on the pole that made some noise, the flags and the human-like model were all tools to chase away the birds from taking the rice grains.
Later I knew from the local man that.. rice production is not sufficient for consumption though Bali is so green, it still needs to import rice, so its very essential for farmers to work almost whole day to chase away the birds..
He is the boy at work...
West of Ubud
Bali, Indonesia
2018/07
Canon AF35M II | Fuji Eterna 250D | Epson v370
(film accidentally rewinded and double-exposed)
These are two kids I baby-sit. The girl age 2 likes horror movies.(I know her mother lets her watch them) The boy 3 her cousin does what every she does. She asked me to show her a scary movie so I show her Zetsubou billy which I rewinded the death scene over and over again for her. Then I showed her a fan video that someone made with the guy on the cover making a face which she called the scary face. She then decided to imitate it.
The fleeting blooms of my irises are a natural reminder that everything is temporary - you know, live in the moment, etc.
AS FRIENDS RUST - "Temporary Living"
Temporary living for a temporary life.
( I thought you knew ) Temporary living.
Blanketed in bubble wrap, kept my heart in a doggie bag.
9 to 5 in the portolet, hold my zip-loc dreams while I styrofoam.
Opened up the mail-order wife with a plastic knife and she mp3'd.
She was beautiful, like one of them Real Dolls.
Laid down the terrycloth on the astro-turf.
Set up the paper plates, the inflatable dates, for a rewinded picnic.
Can't keep a love like this just anywhere.
Gotta keep a love like this in tupperware.
It's temporary living for a temporary life.
BaÃa do Guajará
Belém - Pará -Brasil
Guajará Bay, at the mouth of the Amazon River
Canon EOS 630, Canon 100-300mm, Kodak ProImage 100
... in my in Russia repaired Zorki 3M suddenly the first curtain was stuck. I rewinded the film and opened the bottom. I loosened the tension screw of this curtain a bit and it began to work again. I tensed the curtain new and now there is no problem any longer ... Zorki world :)
I could put back and continue the used film.
Rewinde knob on left, tripod socket on right. You can see the knurled focus ring and the focus scale (in feet).
Caffenol reduced soda
Agfa APX 100 (box speed)
Revueflex 3000 SL
Helios 44-2
accidently opened the camera back before film was completely rewinded ... nevertheless or thus nice at all
Finally managed to get our old scanner working with Arch Linux (config file could not be read by the scanner group) and scanned some pictures I took with my grandfather's old Zorki 6. It is clearly visible here how bad the image quality of the scanner is. Especially on pictures with lots of black I could see how awful it was. So now I am going to try to photograph the photo's to see if that will give any better result.
In reality the photo has much better contrast and sharpness than you see here.
Anyway, this is a friend of mine photographed in the centre of Leeuwarden, near De Waag. You can see a red vertical line at the left, probably because I unintentionally exposed the film when removing it from the camera after use. I already opened the back before the film was completely rewinded.
Photo taken on normal ISO 200 colour film.
My Canon Color Demi- such a fun little camera. What is so unique about it is that it is a 35mm 1/2 frame rangefinder; meaning that you get 48 smaller photos on a roll of 24.
I'm still learning how to use it, I accidentally killed (exposed) my first roll of film from it- I forgot that I hadn't rewinded it. :P