Falling in love with the Diana and Holga is one of the best things that has happened to me. Here are my first two rolls with my new Holga CMY loaded with an inverted 35mm film and a Kodak Portra VC 120.
It’s a lot harder to fall in love in real life. They make it so easy in the movies that it almost convinces everyone. The fact of the matter is when it comes to the opposite sex, it’s not easy to be accepting, patient, and unselfish.
Thank the Greek gods that’s not the case with these plastic cameras.
The minute I opened that busy blue Diana F+ box and I found that gleaming goddess of the hunt beckoning me to be one of her hunters, I fell under her spell and pledged my allegiance. She’s been my mentor, my guide, my inspiration, and my motivation since then. She’s taught me to be more accepting of flaws and imperfections, to patiently lie in wait until I find that perfect prey (or shot), to be quick and agile when I happen to come across one, and to let go of all my inhibitions and just let the wind carry me. In her company, I am immortalized. I’d found true love at last.
Then I met Holga She has a face of a child, a blue-and-yellow dress on that reminds me of a Disney princess, and eyes that can change their color at will. She is an immortal too, a minor goddess, a follower of Diana if you must. It is her duty to look for potential hunters around the world.
She showed me different tricks I could do with my bow and arrows (or films), tricks I never thought I could do. Holga showed me that with imagination and a little faith comes limitless possibilities. Because of that, I am her sister-in-arms forever.