As I mentioned in a previous post (and a couple of times on Instagram), I’ve been practicing shooting film with an ancient camera that was given to me by my grandfather. Not only is it fully manual, but it’s a rangefinder with a dual viewfinder, which makes the process of taking photos completely different from what I’m used to with my DSLR. (And I’m not even close to mastering my DSLR.)
But since I want to reach the point where I can prove to my grandfather that his gift hasn’t gone to waste, I’ve been doing the best I can, practicing here and there. E isn’t particularly fond of this old camera though, since she can’t check pictures of herself after each shot. (She insists on checking how she looks whenever I take a shot of her.)
And although I still have a long way to go before I can be happy with all of the shots that I get, I’ve finally been able to get a few shots that came out the way I wanted.
I’ve always loved the look and feel of film photography and I usually post-process my digital shots to somehow emulate the look, but when I saw the shots that I took with my Leica, I realized it’s definitely not the same. There’s a certain softness about film that appeals to me. (And I personally love the color tone of this particular film.)
Now, I’m not saying that film is better than digital. Both are great in their own way. But after years of shooting solely in digital, I’m sort of loving the old look of film and the time and thought that goes into taking each and every shot on my ancient camera. It’s challenging to try and get the best setting and composition when you can’t take any test shots or check what you’re doing on an LCD screen. But the joy of seeing your developed shots days or weeks after they were taken is sort of like opening up a Christmas present.
Hopefully, I’ll be able to improve so that I can share more film shots here someday.