My dad (Derek, shot #7) is a war baby born in 1941. So, when I found out that there is an annual nearby 1940s weekend in Welshpool that falls on his birthday it was a no-brainer...
Father Time waits for no one — and that includes film. I was talking with a friend of mine, one of the last camera repairmen in Riga. More about him later — I plan to write an a...
Something very specific happens to my brain whenever I load up a medium format camera with expired film. It’s probably 90% fear. You never quite know what you’re going to end up...
While as a rule I am open to experimentation in photography, I have not dealt much with expired films, despite my admiration for the results many photographers are able to coax ...
Emboldened by my success shooting a roll of film a half century past its expiration date, I decided to venture back into the world of expired film with another, even older roll....
I’m writing this because expired film generates a fair bit of internet interest and chatter. It’s also something with which I have reasonable experience and I’ve formed my own i...
An afternoon of urban exploration looking for derelicted places gave me the chance to test a Praktica MTL 5b with its standard (pun intended) lens: the Pentacon 50/1,8, which I ...
Almost immediately along with getting into analog photography about three years ago I developed an interest in expired film. The excitement of getting pictures out of film that’...
