SX-70 and 600 cameras
- 1st Photo – 4th Street, Winona MN
- 2nd Photo – Back of Anthem Skateshop and Park
- 3rd Photo – NW corner of Grand and 4th Street, Winona MN
- 4th Photo – NE corner of Huff and Broadway, Winona MN
SX-70 and 600 cameras
A gallery of skateboarder portraits taken with various instant cameras at local skateparks in Minnesota. The name of the skateboarder and the location is typed onto the instant photo with a Smith Corona Coronet Electric 12 typewriter. Each piece becomes an indelible moment in time when the two analog processes are joined together. Portraits are currently from spring and summer 2018.
There’s was a small grove of apple trees on top of the hill and the woodshed was haunted.
Experimenting with film cameras as of late – mostly 35mm. I’ve been using a Polaroid 210, Minolta x-700 and the school’s Pentax. Also picked up a bunch of expired bulk film which of course needs a bulk film loader, happily purchased for $5 on eBay. The Minolta (50mm lens) is loaded with Portra 160 NC. It’s a C-41 color negative film which I’m excited to use because any photo lab should be able to develop as oppposed to the obsolete E6 process for slide film that you have to send to KANSAS. Jeez. Anyway, enough big fun film nerdery. Here’s the list:
Laura, Charlie Parker
Kate, Ben Folds Five
Styrofoam Plates, Death Cab for Cutie
Jambalaya (on the bayou), Hank Williams
Fly Me to the Moon, Frank Sinatra
Cigarettes and Chocolate Milk, Rufus Wainwright
I Know, Kevin Long
Four hours until I will be on the road. That’s not so bad. The possibility of sleep is fairly good and I went to bed early. Oh and I upgraded WordPress. Click click click clack.
A bit of an interview with me over at this fine young woman’s blog.
Last night I dreamed that all my friends from Flickr came to town. You were there too. We all sat on the curb in front of the historical society with our cameras ready to photograph a Russian bride. A man with a top hat came out and introduced her. He had a ridiculous looking camera that he furiously wound up as he talked.
Then the bride came out. She was breathtaking. Her gown was cream and articulated with pearls and lace. Her lips were painted a bright red.
We snapped photos like mad. We clapped and cheered. Accordions groaned and cymbals crashed in the pale light. The air stank of beer. I took a picture of a midget child dancing with ballons.
And then they were gone.
It was all so clear. The doves taking flight in front of the bride. The dancing, the dress and the wedding party and the fall leaves scraping on the bricked street.