So where does my Lomo journey begin? I’d rather not pull a Tristram Shandy, so I will start after I was born. And no I wasn’t born with a camera in my hand; that’s just freaky. My journey to Lomography began at a very young age. My earliest memories of my father are that of some tall dude with a black box in front of his face taking vacation pictures. You see, my dad had always wanted to be a photographer when he was in school. Life caught up with him and he joined the military. Then I was born… Dammit! Long story short: One of the earliest things I ever asked for was a camera of my own… mostly because my dad wouldn’t let go of his.
The tides have turned:
I loved that camera. God knows where is now. God knows what it even was… I think it was a Sony. Of course everything comes to an end someday. My family started forgetting to bring the camera on trips, they started forgetting to buy me film, and I picked up the Playstation controller.
10 years later I found myself in the middle of high school; very interested in Japan and movies and especially Japanese movies. That year my family bought their first digital camera. I ignored it completely. The next year I found a website full of nightshots around Tokyo on a dSLR. I knew what I had to do. I picked up my families digital camera and bought a tripod. Shooting through an eyepiece that was still an lcd screen just didn’t cut it for me. I needed an SLR.
Enter my senior year of high school. I had been saving and it was either Playstation 3 or Nikon dSLR. Thankfully I made the right choice and purchased a Nikon D50. I started staying up later and sleeping in longer; the night was my playground. The photos I took with that camera got me into art school where I would pursue Film and Photography.
But then art happened. I mean shit happened… yeah, art happened.
Intelligent thought would lead you to believe that Film and Photography majors would be required to take film and photography related courses. Well that’s where intelligence is thrown out in art school. My first year, I was required to prove I could paint, draw, and sculpt. Needless to say, I am challenged in these areas… well I suck at them really. 2 semesters later, I was home, depressed, and getting ready for culinary school.
My birthday falls in summer and I was really not quite sure what to ask for, I hadn’t picked up my camera in months nor did my experience at art school make me want to. Something snapped in my head around 3 in the morning and I went looking for my family’s old film camera. There it was. And of course it was broken. The next day was spent on the search for a new film camera. Something that wasn’t found in stores anymore.
The Internet yielded its great bounty. The Supersampler. “Holy fuck! It’s got 4 lenses! Oh my god! 4 panoramic lenses!” I scrolled down some more. “Colorsplash? That looks weird. Whoa! It has a colored flash? Awesome.” And further down. “Wow! Horizon Perfekt. That’s the coolest thing I’ve ever seen! Oh! 400 dollars! Yeah…maybe later…” And then curiosity slaughtered the bag of kittens. “Who makes these? Lomography? That sounds weird. I wonder if they have a website…” CLICK
Well, it’s been about 3 years since that day and 10 cameras later, I have to say: Yeah Lomography… it’s awesome. Needless to say, I’m no longer at culinary school. I’m back pursuing my dream…through a different path of course. All thanks to Lomography.
I still run into art students, but I also run into some Lomographers these days as well. Allow me to express the distinction between the two:
Art Student*: “Ohhhh… I see you’re shooting on film. Think that’ll make your pictures better?” And then in the most condescending way possible: “Good luck with that.”
Lomographer: “Hey is that a insert camera name? Awesome! What kind of film? Cool. I’ve got a insert camera name, I’ve been experimenting with insert film name lately. Good luck!”
Now if only Lomography could sort this backlog of photos I have and make me dinner… then I’d feel a need to marry it.
Well thanks for stopping by and reading this novel. You can pay up front; the waiter will be by momentarily with the check. Please tip him well; he’s kind of going through something with his Diana right now and keeps blowing through film. So he’s a little… well… unstable.
*Disclaimer: I’m not trying to say all art students are bad people. What I’m really trying to say is being a pretentious asshole is a bad thing.
written by duckduckninja on 2010-12-07