Tevere, the river that divides Rome in two, is one of my favourite places. No matter how much chaos there is in the ‘high places’: walking along the banks of the riv...
My last article, Two Photographers, One Camera, and the Crushing Disappointment of Film, attracted a fair amount of comments—encouraging and not-so-encouraging. The results from...
Ever since I started photography, when digital was not even a dream, I always love the effect of film grain. It always felt as if it was made by an artist, albeit a chemical one...
After the first test of my Rolleicord Vb with Ilford HP5, I wanted to try a color film, and my choice fell on Kodak Portra 400, a film considered a milestone by many. The cloudy...
Hiking the forests around Oregon’s Mount Hood is a source of great pleasure. Recently, I hiked along a favorite crook with my Leica M3 loaded with Portra 160 film. I’ve photogr...
Sometimes I can complete a roll quickly, sometimes it’s a painstaking process; a few exposures here and there even though I want to try and pressure myself and accomplish ...
I grew up in a village in the south of England. Not a deeply rural place, but surrounded by enough woodland and field to keep any child exploring through many a long summer. Dur...
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....
