I’ve taken to leaving the living room blinds open halfway during the day so the dogs can watch the goings on in the cul-de-sac. Buddy has discovered that the sofa gives him a comfortable vantage point.
Nina likes to stand on her hind legs with her front paws on the window sill or just dance on the love seat opposite the sofa.
One of my goals this year is to explore film photography. To that end, I have purchased several rolls and started my journey. I began this roll of film last year, so the majority of these were shot in Silver Springs before the Big Move, and last week I finished off the roll in our new home.
Obviously, the camera needs a servicing…there is a pronounced scratch line along the right (portrait) and bottom (landscape), as well some lint and dust. I’ll do that before I expose my next roll.
I had the film processed at The Dark Room, and these are the scanned photos they provided online for download. I will receive the negatives in the mail in a few days, and at that time, I’ll be able to scan them and perhaps do some additional processing.
I am loving the texture and depth of these, even if they aren’t particularly dynamic. Film: Kodak 100 T-MAX. Camera: Canon AE-1 with a 50mm fixed lens.
Click on photographs to get a closer look (larger image).
Silver Springs
New home – shot with window light only.
Mirrored Maya.
But he does worry a lot. Here he’s got his eye on the back fence where his two nemeses live and come out to antagonize him. Of course, he can give as good as he gets, and between my two and the two on the other side of the fence who sound just like our two, it can get a bit noisy at times.
For exercise, Nina runs around the yard at breakneck speed. There is no one chasing her, nor is she chasing anyone or anything.
A few more for this week’s challenge – from my travels here and yon.
Bus Boys and Poets, Washington, DC.
Fake windows – Empire State Building, New York City
Circle Line Tour, New York City
Saks Fifth Avenue, New York City
Museum of Modern Art, New York City
Bodie State Park, California
Sparks, Nevada
I have my mother’s hands. Strong, peasant stock. I’ve always been a bit self-conscious of them. With my short, crooked, bony fingers, I’ll never be a hand model. But last Mother’s Day, my daughter wrote something very special for me and I’ve never looked at my hands with loathing again. I’ve combined her words with a self-portrait I shot this past weekend.
Carissa Snedeker Photography 