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Taken on a Polaroid Land Camera 320. Taken on a flight to New York City. The mark in the middle is from the front of my lens accidentally pressing against the photograph when I closed the camera.
(Saturday, 12 February) The frozen Susquehanna River in Ouaquaga, New York. Iroquois names are so to say.
Camera of the Day: Polaroid Spectra SE
Film of the Day: PZ 600 Silver Shade from The Impossible Project
My uber amazing friend bought me a polaroid camera at a garage sale. So naturally I bought film. I also naturally didnt' look through the viewfinder, held it above my head and shot through an awesome bulb at Phil and Sebastians.
Love you film!
The start of my vintage camera collection.
My birthday is in a couple of weeks, if you need to know what to get me....
Starting from mouth and going clockwise:
1. Falcon Miniature Camera
2. Polaroid Land Camera Model 80A
3. Polaroid Land Camera Automatic 210
4. gaf Anscomatic S/84
5. Kodak Brownie Hawkeye w/ Kodalite Flash
Taken from the Portland Women's Forum State Scenic Viewpoint.
Bleached/reclaimed negative.
Polaroid 100 Automatic Land Camera + Fuji FP-100C.
A quick series on a vintage model 150 Polaroid Land Camera. Would love to have some film for this old timer.
So I head down to the Ballard Commons to get some Polaroid street photography in - and the whole park is taken over by a christian youth group. A army of Red Shirts, as far as the eye can see, free hotdogs and some :Life is Awesome! God is Awesome!" musicians.
Eh, so you play the hand that's dealt you. . .
My grandmother and I went on an epic girly shopping adventure. I got some new pants. That might sound really lame to most people, but I haven't had jeans that really fit me in a very long time (we're talking years).
Anyway, this is her against a wall at Lord & Taylor's, and she's wearing a sling. It's taking a while for her arm to heal, but she's stubborn (which is partially where I get my stubbornness) and doesn't always do her therapy exercises or wear her sling. It was still good to see her, even if I was sick for pretty much the entire visit.
New Jersey artist / musician KILSY joined The Smoove Sailors on April 10th at the Smoove rehearsal space in Jersey City NJ.
Kilsy
The Smoove Sailors
Image by Michael Raso
Polaroid 420 Automatic Land Camera
Brett and the first strike at the Sedro-Woolley Blast from the Past - Sedro-Woolley Teen-space Car Bash!!!
Thank you Tim the Northwest Tinman for helping Sedro-Woolley Teen-space with the kind donations of the autos to be smashed and bounce house!!!
Marina City, a Chicago icon, as seen from the Michigan Ave. bridge. Polaroid photo on expired Polaroid blue tinted film.
Located behind the Clarkdale Clubhouse, with a striking view of the Sycamore Canyon, and Sedona in the distance, the historic Clarkdale Pool has been closed for several years. Apparently the maintenance costs are more than the town can bear, and revenue from pass sales isn't enough to handle the expenses either.
We always enjoyed refreshing dips in the pool. It's just up the trail from our lower town neighborhood. I loved standing in our front yard and hearing the kids splash and shout "Marco! ... Polo!", and the occasional whistles from the lifeguards, reminding that there was No! Running!
Clarkdale councilman Richard Dehnert has spent the past couple of years working on raising funds to re-open the pool for Summer 2011.
Easy day!
And the count down is on, I only have 26 images left of Fuji Film, and then my greatest hobby is over... =(
You are looking at highway robbery. I bought this camera at a consignment store for $10. I wasn't being overly analytical out of giddy glee and I ended up buying a camera where the bellows are disintegrating. I'm hoping to buy another shitty camera and make the FrankenCam.
Sunday, February 5, 1984, Camp Crook, SD, Corner Bar & Cafe.
In 1984, Camp Crook was twelve miles from the nearest paved highway (click the map). I think the entire length of road to Buffalo, SD, is now paved; but I haven''''t been back to Camp Crook since 1985, so I can only guess.
This picture was taken just a few days after I had begun work as a bar tender for the first time ever (I was 23 years old). Thereafter, I tended bar (off and on) for a total of 29 months (between 1984 and 1991) in South Dakota, Montana and Nebraska.
In this picture, I am (obviously) standing behind the bar. Roy Vandewerker, a local forest ranger (the older gentleman), was one of my favorite customers. I don''''t remember the names of the other three. The guy in the yellow hat was 18 or 19 (18 was still the legal drinking age in South Dakota at that time). The two boys were in there drinking pop (since the Corner Bar was the only hangout in town).
This was the day of the first weekly Camp Crook Pool Tournament (started by my dad, who was "leasing the bar with option to buy"). I don''''t remember if this picture was taken before or after the tournament. My dad had talked me into signing up, and, after some initial shyness, I had begun to look forward to it. There had been a pool table just outside my bedroom door in Nebraska for at least six years, so I had become fairly skilled at the game.
The place was packed during the tournament, and there were a lot of contestants. I outdid myself in my first game. I don''''t remember if I broke or not, but, when it was my turn to shoot, I sank every ball in a row, a feat I had never accomplished before. The crowd was soon shouting their support and encouragement. Finally, I was down to the 8-ball. I called my chosen pocket and sank it perfectly!
But scratched and lost.
The supreme unfairness of the universe was quite obvious to me at that moment.
I never won another tournament game after that over the next month of Sundays (dang that psychological stuff, anyway). In fact, I played very poorly, which was quite unlike me. I just couldn''''t get my confidence back. Finally, I stopped entering the tournaments altogether because my uncharacteristic losing was becoming very annoying.
P.S. I did play as partners with my friends in college after this, and we won far more games than we ever lost. In fact, sometimes we even discussed losing on purpose because we were getting tired of "owning the table," but we never actually had the courage to lose intentionally. It always eventually happened of its own accord. ;-)
First shot with the black and white film on Land Camera. I think I like it about a million times better than color film. For one thing, it's 3000 speed so indoor shots like this are possible without a flash.
Johnny is also the man known for his very expensive hair straightener. We're talking over 100 dollars for luscious locks.
i paid a visit to my favourite Ottawa camera shop, the Camera Trading Company where I snapped this National Geographic cover photo of Koko the Gorilla with camera in hand. I like the old Polaroid camera above. Marc & Tom sell cameras and photographic equipment all over the world through their website.
More shots of vintage cameras and photographic equipment from my 2007 visit to this local camera shop HERE: www.flickr.com/photos/mikeygottawa/sets/72157603582214499/
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Impossible Film
Instant Camera walk
Flickrmeetup teamed up with Photobooth SF for a fun photo walk using impossible film and polaroid cameras. My 'pulling' technique needs a lot of work. I need more muscle it seems for a smooth photo.But I am happy for a 'first time'. Great experience and loved having a photo to hold almost immediately.
‘Roid Week November 2010, No 7
(Thursday, 28 October 2010) The Bethesda Fountain is one of my favorite spots in all of New York City.
My mom sent me some art supplies, just for no real reason other than DickBlick.com had sent her an e-mail about a big sale. She said she wanted to help support my art. My mom is awesome.
Olivier was a grad student that I knew from the film department at the University of Texas.
He worked as a waiter at a restaurant on 6th Street. On his breaks between shifts, he would come to the restaurant where I worked on 7th Street, eat lunch, drink a few pints of beer, and then go back and wait tables for another few hours.
This wonderful Polaroid 95A belonged to my father. It is tricked out in leather and chrome. Mom said she bought it for him as a Christmas gift around 1951. These were fairly expensive cameras in their day. It is in excellent condition and has been stored in its own camera bag in a controlled temperature setting for years. I doubt that I can find film for it but Im going to do some searching. To me it is a priceless possession.
Here are some of the details Ive learned about it the 95A:
Produced: 1948-1953
Original Retail: $89.75
Estimated Production: 800,000
Lens: 135mm, f/11, 3-element glass.
Shutter: 4 speed everset rotary-leaf design; 1/8 - 1/60, plus Bulb.
Exposure set by Light Value scale
Folding viewfinder, with simple "ball-and-mast" parallax compensation device.
Scale focus, with distance set by arcuate lever.
Has two tripod sockets and cable-release socket.
Polished steel body with brown leather covering. Some examples have chrome plated trim.
First Polaroid Land camera, first commercially successful self-developing camera system.