In February, despite the restrictions due to the corona, we spent 3 pleasant days in Grenoble. Here is the third album from the capital of the Alps. Photos taken with my Nikon FM3A and the Despina Neptune 50mm lens.
As I was shooting a roll of Portra 400 with my Nikon FE the film got jammed and ended up coming completely out of the canister. I opened the camera in my (mostly dark) basement and wound up the film, put it inside a plastic film container wrapped in black paper and taped tightly because I only had white film containers that light could shine through. I sent it to The Darkroom Lab and was surprised the roll wasn’t a total loss. While the images are messed up it’s a reminder to me that there are often surprises or variables out of my control (at least for me, I’m still learning about film) much like my own life. And often I can still find beauty among the unpredictable, the mess, the hardships and the mistakes.
As I was shooting a roll of Portra 400 with my Nikon FE the film got jammed and ended up coming completely out of the canister. I opened the camera in my (mostly dark) basement and wound up the film, put it inside a plastic film container wrapped in black paper and taped tightly because I only had white film containers that light could shine through. I sent it to The Darkroom Lab and was surprised the roll wasn’t a total loss. While the images are messed up it’s a reminder to me that there are often surprises or variables out of my control (at least for me, I’m still learning about film) much like my own life. And often I can still find beauty among the unpredictable, the mess, the hardships and the mistakes.
As I was shooting a roll of Portra 400 with my Nikon FE the film got jammed and ended up coming completely out of the canister. I opened the camera in my (mostly dark) basement and wound up the film, put it inside a plastic film container wrapped in black paper and taped tightly because I only had white film containers that light could shine through. I sent it to The Darkroom Lab and was surprised the roll wasn’t a total loss. While the images are messed up it’s a reminder to me that there are often surprises or variables out of my control (at least for me, I’m still learning about film) much like my own life. And often I can still find beauty among the unpredictable, the mess, the hardships and the mistakes.
As I was shooting a roll of Portra 400 with my Nikon FE the film got jammed and ended up coming completely out of the canister. I opened the camera in my (mostly dark) basement and wound up the film, put it inside a plastic film container wrapped in black paper and taped tightly because I only had white film containers that light could shine through. I sent it to The Darkroom Lab and was surprised the roll wasn’t a total loss. While the images are messed up it’s a reminder to me that there are often surprises or variables out of my control (at least for me, I’m still learning about film) much like my own life. And often I can still find beauty among the unpredictable, the mess, the hardships and the mistakes.
As I was shooting a roll of Portra 400 with my Nikon FE the film got jammed and ended up coming completely out of the canister. I opened the camera in my (mostly dark) basement and wound up the film, put it inside a plastic film container wrapped in black paper and taped tightly because I only had white film containers that light could shine through. I sent it to The Darkroom Lab and was surprised the roll wasn’t a total loss. While the images are messed up it’s a reminder to me that there are often surprises or variables out of my control (at least for me, I’m still learning about film) much like my own life. And often I can still find beauty among the unpredictable, the mess, the hardships and the mistakes.
