For me the first time was when I was 13!
It was summer, July of 1971. I had just found what for many years was my first and only camera, the fatty boxes Kodak Instamatic 50.
my Instamatic 50
my uncle’s camera
Then came the fateful day of my first shot!
Was a Thursday afternoon.
My father makes us all get in the car and takes us on a belvedere for a picnic.
In front of me lies the Adriatic coast.
A solitary almond tree makes a shelter from burning sun.
Shot out of his black vinyl case my Instamatic 50… is an instant… Tchklaak!
I remember my mother screaming to me to don’t waste unnecessary shots.
I think I was briefly as…stunned. I shall have done?
I have to wait several days before seeing the results.
The first photograms in the film cartridge had been lost because of my curiosity, I opened the camera several times and extract the film, so were still only 6 or 7 shots to take.
The break came just a few days later.
A day at sea!
written by superlighter on 2011-03-24