Is a great place for those who still use film and print in the darkroom. Among its membership their is a wealth of information and experience. They are only to willing to help or give advice if you come up against a problem. What sets it apart from other forums is the friendly way in which the members interact.
I am a member and in the past have asked for help and advice. I was quite taken aback by the response of the other members and would like to say thank you for the support.
Once a year a book of members work is produced from traditional prints that are submitted to the annual exhibition which includes a bit of a get together and a chance to meet and make new friends.
I have been lucky enough to have a couple of pictures included in the book. The quality and standard of the work have so far never failed to amaze me. I’m quite honored to be included among their ranks.
This video is a BBC’s production on legendary photographers.
Jacques-Henri Lartigue. The boy who never grew up.
This is a link to some of his famous pictures.
This post has come about because there was a big debate on the film and darkroom forum about HBCs puddle jumper. See link below.
A friend gave me two rolls of film that she had found in the loft. One roll was still boxed Konica colour negative dated 2003 , the other roll was an Agfa colour neg film with no date but still in its plastic container.
I am not one to pass up a couple of free rolls of film no matter how many years they are out of date or how they have been stored. I like the possibility that there maybe a colour shift once developed adding an extra level of uncertainty.
As the sun clears the hill tops
Some pictures are worth waiting for, this morning I woke up, pull back the curtains to be met with a mist leaden view. My heart skips a beat, I rush out of the room jumping into trousers and pulling on a tee-shirt. Hopping down the hall trying not to fall over as I put my socks on through the kitchen, grabbing the camera bag as I open the back door. Then walking briskly down the path to open fields.
On previous mornings I had planned where I was going to take the pictures from, so I moved swiftly to that point, but the light was not quite right. I took a series of pictures with the old digital camera, then made my way back to the kitchen for a cup of coffee slightly disappointed.
After coffee I went out again armed with just my F5 and 70-210 zoom attached. As I made my way back I noticed a difference to the morning, the sun was just cresting the hills and the mist was lifting with clear pockets, showing the hills across the valley. I knew this was what I had been waiting for. Oh man! what a great shoot, it only lasted about 30 minutes which felt like hours but the buzz lasted most of the day. This is why I take pictures there is no feeling like it.