Basically. I was thinking about a few posts but then I got a stonking, awful cold which has completely wiped me out. And those posts have suffered the effects of a head stuffed full of cotton and pretty much disappeared. Oh well.
So I’ll just freeflow this post. These photos are film photos, taken on a Diana Mini. This is a fun little camera. There’s 2 settings, it’s tiny, plastic and pretty much guarantees the need for a sense of humor and adventure when shooting. As if film wasn’t enough of an adventure. This little camera calls for more.
And the results are fun. Some are surprisingly great, others are unsurprisingly ok. On the day these pictures back in September were taken I think I was just out of the hot pink cast and had just gone into the aircast. I couldn’t walk yet but it was the first time in a while that I had felt like going out. J. often walks this little path through Salisbury and on this warm, sunny day, he pushed me in a wheelchair while I got some fresh air and took pictures.
Breaking my foot was a life changer, for sure. I’ve talked about how it made me rethink stuff and the idea of simplicity which were good things. But it also took things away from me. Photography has definitely suffered. I mean, thank goodness for the iPhone because I’ve been able to keep using Instagram. And the Leica AF-C1 has been used quite a lot. It’s lightweight and nearly completely automatic so I could shoot with it while on crutches or in a chair. I managed to shoot a roll on the Behemoth around the house. My DSLR though, is languishing.
I love my DSLR. It’s where I always feel the most comfortable, the most aware of the world around me. So not having used it seriously in 6 months has been hard. I miss it. However, I’ve made choices to get me through – ie: iPhone and the lighter weight, easier to use film cameras. Now that I’m (slowly) getting back to being able to move around, there’s a decision to be made.
I miss my DSLR. I miss shooting beautiful photos with fantastic lenses and an awesome camera. I miss being able to process the photos right away, not waiting until I have enough rolls of film to necessitate a trip to the developer. I miss the immediacy of digital, the ability to make a mistake if I need to without thinking of how much that frame is going to cost for a bum shot. But I don’t have anything to take pictures of. Not anymore.
Like a lot of people, knitting got me back into proper photography. I’m not knitting. In fact, I’m planning on getting rid of a sizeable chunk of my knitting “stuff” because even if/when I can knit again, I don’t want it to be such a huge part of my daily life. I’m beyond tired of taking the same photos of inside the house every year for a different 365/Year In Pictures project. But I’m also tired of having to take pictures when I leave the house, that expectation that I’m out somewhere cool and must. take. pictures. Sometimes I just don’t want to. Sometimes I do.
Film has been a great way to rejuvenate my lagging photography passion. It’s more thoughtful and careful. The cost of developing is always in the back of my mind, especially on a 120 roll which costs over £1 a frame to develop and scan. I really wanted to love Polaroid photography. I took a Polaroid to the prom, for crying out loud. It’s a format I’ve always really loved. But… I wasn’t sold. It didn’t feel right. And that’s where I’m stuck. What feels right isn’t what I have been doing, both before the broken foot changed my ability to take pictures and during. Now that it’s after… how to get the passion back. Streamline the camera collection to include only the cameras that feel right? Just shoot film? Try the whole Polaroid thing again with a SX-70 (because those are the be all and end all of Polaroids, apparently)? Go cold turkey on the iPhone and force myself to pick up a “proper” camera whenever I feel the urge to photograph something?
I don’t know. It’s something I need to work out though. Especially as with less stuff as distraction and less pursuit of acquiring new stuff, I’m really noticing the lack of creativity.
Creative slumps, eh?