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Estaba un poco triste, ya que mi viejo y querido escaner para película de 120mm murió, pero el querido y difuso sol de invierno hizo su aparición y me ayudó a recuperar este recuerdo de Sevilla :) !
Y si! aun me quedan muchas fotos por revelar!
Se me colo un poco de luz al manipularlo me imagino, pero me gusta que se vean las letras que van atrás de la película xD
Photina Reflex
Kodak Ektachrome E100 GX
ultra vencido
e-6
Shoe tree next to Route 66, East of Stroud, Oklahoma.
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[lomo lc-a, Kodak Ektachrome E100G, double exposure]
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... and a little softer in B&W www.flickr.com/photos/historicus/347541119/in/set-7215759...
Echo Park, California. Part of a huge mural along the side the road. This one is especially cool. This chicken makes me smile. I think he's on a mission.
Film: Kodak Ektachrome E100
Camera: Rolleiflex Automat X
Lens: 75mm f/3.5 Tessar
Settings: 1/250 second; f/8
Lab: Memphis Film Lab
Scanner: Noritsu HS-1800
That is me back in 1993 helping to make Christmas cookies. I had just gotten my Nikon 5005 a month or two before and was playing with the timer. That is my Aunt Sharon on the left and my cousin Jeremy helping to the make the cookies. That is my cousing Sara's arm that you can just see and my mom facing away from the camera.
Winter, 1993
Nikon 5005 SLR
Kodak Ektachrome
Canon T70 35mm film camera, Kodak Ektachrome 160 slide film (expired December 1979)
Thanks for the film, Mike Raso!
Las Vegas, NV.
Up they went in their hundreds during the next twenty years. There was scarcely a town or suburb of any size that didn't have one. This was not quite the prototype, Harlow being, after Stevenage, the second New Town established, in 1947. By the mid-1970s these pedestrianised shopping precincts were part of the background of all our lives.
Here in Broad Walk, begun in 1958, the vision of the new town's supremo, Sir Frederick Gibberd ...elsewhere compromised over the years... survives in its purest form. Its muddled appearance, with shops of mixed height, is not an asset, frowns Pevsner. The obelisk is by Gibberd, concrete faced with Portland stone, erected 1980 to commemorate the building of Harlow. When I was younger I hated these places, but now they have acquired a certain Period Charm. Modern high street names such as Holland & Barrett and Shoe Zone don't seem quite right, do they?
The title refers to an opinion expressed by my wife, who is a native of Pennsylvania and has the direct habit of speech for which our cousins across the herring pond are noted. She leaned over my shoulder as I was preparing to upload the photograph.
"The hardest thing is always to think of a title", I grumbled.
"What's it of?"
"Harlow ...you remember ...we stopped off on the way back from IKEA because we needed to pee". Well, I'd thought it might be a bit more interesting than Bishops Stortford services, but Mrs B does not share my interest in postwar town planning.
"Oh yeah. That was a weird place. You oughta call it the fuggin' twilight zone".
A trio of Alvis 12/50 cars, seen at Fionnphort, Isle of Mull, many years ago! Are they still running? Scanned from an Ektachrome slide.
West Side of Mavis Road
North of Burnhamthrope Road
South of Hydro Transmission Towers
Date of photographs: Spring 1976
A scan of a slide taken in the mid 1980's with an Olympus OM4, Zuiko 100mm f2.8 lens and an extension tube.
Rolleiflex Baby 4x4, scansione da diapositiva Kodak Ektachrome 100.
More shots with this camera: www.flickr.com/photos/mattiacam/sets/72157632796140602/
The Market Square at Harlow is nowadays a rather bleak space. Pevsner mentions the market traders' "crude permanent sheds", opposed in spirit to the open stalls intended by Sir Frederick Gibberd. The "rather feeble" buildings that enclose the square are of the usual flats above shops. The Festival of Britain spirit, Pevsner goes on, is most in evidence in the public sculpture (this is dotted about all over Harlow) and in this conspicuous clock, said to be a feature of Gibberd's Apex House ...confusingly, as the building doesn't seem distinct from the rest of the range. I'm not sure whether this means Gibberd designed the clock.
On the occasion of my visit the most disagreeable feature of the square was the amplified repartee of the proprietor of the mobile meat stall partly visible on the left. The fellow had equipped himself with a microphone and vociferated into it, sidelong, as he plied his butcher's knife and operated the scales. Thus, his remarks to his customers ...but not their replies... were broadcast to a captive audience of hundreds. Customers seemed few, and certainly I would have found this a disincentive to buy. But still, being myself acutely susceptible, I couldn't help admiring his fearless immunity to embarrassment.