So after finding actual film, I hauled the Nikon to a snowy, frozen Bayside Marina, which I wrote about last week. That post included pictures on my little pocket camera because it has taken me this long to get the actual film processed.
It was worth the wait.
I didn’t realize how satisfying it felt to put the camera to my eye, to momentarily block out everything except what I saw in the viewfinder. That position where you gently press your elbows into your torso to stabilize the camera. The click.
Although I transported it inside my jacket for warmth and safety, the camera repeatedly froze. It’s charming but still old technology. The images in that last post were with the digi.
Digital is practical. It’s immediate and full of creative possibility. We are, generally, never going back to film. But I’m glad I tried this.
Funny how I forgot how the weather turned! In the short time it took me to drive to a park at the base of the bridge, the snow got heavier and the sky became darker.
Totally different view of the day. Made me very grateful I didn’t have to drive on that bridge.