Those who know me would assume from the title of this post that I’m referencing synths. Typically, I would be. But not today.
During a recent purge of unused stuff from the house, I came across a couple of old cameras. You know, the kind that use actual film. One is a 35mm (with 3 unused rolls of 24 exposure film) and the other is a Polaroid 600 (for you youngsters, this is the original Instagram). Finding them stirred up some nostalgic feelings, so much so that I’ve decided that this Thanksgiving holiday, I’ll not only be taking photos using the trusty iPhone and DSLR cameras, but I’ll also be snapping some good ole-fashioned film pics. Granted, I’ll have to find a place that still processes 35mm film and (gasp!) wait an hour or several days for the pictures to be developed.
I’m actually most anxious to use the Polaroid camera. Having pulled it from storage I found that the film cartridge battery was dead rendering the camera unusable. So began the hunt to find where to buy replacement cartridges. Although Polaroid stopped making instant film in 2008, another company, Impossible Film acquired the last factory producing Polaroid instant film and began “The Impossible Project” to continue manufacturing film for the millions of Polaroid cameras still in existence. So now I’ve got my 8 shot cartridge and will be eagerly anticipating the “whirrrrr” of the camera as it ejects the squarish pic from it’s lower compartment.
I’m looking forward to going back to a 20th century method of taking pictures. There’s something about the tactility of the physicial medium that appeals to me. Don’t misunderstand, I’m not giving up digital photography at all. But for more artistic pursuits, I’m thinking old-school just may be the way to go.