That isn’t really what this article was supposed to be titled. If things had gone differently it would have been “Last of the Kodachrome”.
My life with 35mm photography began ...
Every Christmas I spent time with my parents that still live in a little town called Præstø, where I grew up. It is situated a little under 100 km south of Copenhagen.
I usuall...
Starting out on film photography in eastern Europe is interesting, here you can find an absolute abundance of cheap old soviet cameras for sale. The soviets famously copied almo...
I'm addicted to finding decrepit film cameras and trying to breathe life back into them. My most recent venture took me to a nearby suburb where I agreed to pay 5 bucks for an S...
On Sunday 20th October I was lucky enough to hear that the London Arba'een Procession was happening later that afternoon, and headed straight for Marble Arch. I took my Nikon FM...
