
Another photo from my long-delayed and light-damaged roll of XP2 film; it was taken during the summer at the Leslie Street Spit. This was the trip (and the camera) that sparked the idea that eventually became my 'Lakefill' series.

Another photo from my long-delayed and light-damaged roll of XP2 film; it was taken during the summer at the Leslie Street Spit. This was the trip (and the camera) that sparked the idea that eventually became my 'Lakefill' series.

We're on the brink of the middle of January, and this is the first day that Toronto has finally had its first real attempt at a snow storm. It seemed like a good day for scanning film of people skating at city hall.
It took me almost a year to finish a single roll of film, for a total of nine exposures. I have two backs for my GX680, and the one with black and white film didn't see much use.
There was a problem with this film, and since there's no way to know if it was user or equipment error, I'm going to blame the camera. It wasn't fully advanced when I opened the back, causing light damage to the unprocessed film.
(I actually quite like the results.)



More from playing with my little camera. I bought the more expensive model with rangefinder focusing, and all of these have used the scale focusing that the cheaper models are designed for.
Still, there's something to be said for having the better one.
I'm not really into the Cultural Tourism photos these days, and I'm very self-concious of using a camera in public, but I've recently gained a little tiny 35mm camera and needed to try it out.
And the third photo in this set is weak, but the first two aren't strong enough to stand on their own, so certain compromises needed to be made.

The final photo from my June 2011 trip to New York. For a few weeks each year the setting sun transits past the Manhattan street grid, and it worked out that I was in the right place to catch a few photos.

I have a few more black and white photos from the morning in Manhattan, but I used colour film for much of the afternoon.

When I booked my bus ticket I thought I would spend the entire day walking 42nd street, and visiting the places it passes by.
I'm glad I didn't do that.

It was strange weather in New York, warm but slightly hazy.
This is post number nine hundred and one, figuratively speaking.

Many people like photos that raise questions for the viewer, and for me this accomplishes that. I look at this and wonder how the store hasn't accidentally burned to the ground. But everyone's entitled to their own interpretation.

There are certain things that I can't not take photos of.
I took a trip to the Leslie Street Spit last weekend, which is a landscape of reds, yellows, and browns. Naturally, I was using black and white film. It was still a very productive trip, and I burned three rolls (36 exposures total) in about four hours.
This was one of the last images that I took, but rest of the photos are going to have to wait. I have a big project planned for this weekend, and perhaps I'll be able to pull out some of the photos from Leslie once those are all done. They (and I) need some time.
Looking through my older photos here, I was really struck by how much more adventurous I was in where I would go, the weather I would be out in, and the photos that I would take when I got there.

I'm ready for spring, but enjoyed the minor snowstorm that we had last weekend.