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I filled my hand luggage with two heavy, all metal mechanical cameras with a combined age of over 80 and as much black and white film as the bag could take. I hauled it from Scotland to #India, then from the south to the north.
I like collecting and using old cameras and lenses. I love the sense that someone before me has looked through the viewfinder and seen the world in their own way. There is something, maybe to do with their age or the precise mechanics that gives them a personality. They almost become my friends. I love the process of analogue photography and the time it takes to develop the film and produce an image... It is not instant.
So often in the streets of India I would take someone’s picture and straight away they would ask me to turn the camera around to see their photo on a digital screen. I disappointed so many children when all they saw was the leather and chrome back of my #Minolta. They couldn’t quite understand why the image was not instant.
Testing the Nikon Ti in the streets of Vienna. I'm quiet impressed by this little compact camera: the lens is stunning sharp, the autofocus works perfectly and the exposure sytem (6 zones of measures) is remarquable as it allows always perfectly balanced and exposed photos. A must have camera!!
I knew I had only a brief moment to have Apo Whang Od for a portrait. I had to wait for the 100 year old to finish her session to go to lunch. The place she hammered her tattoo was pretty dark, but I found a spot, which was just around the corner, where the sun was shining bright. Not perfect, but close by. As I got to know the family, I wanted to diplay the family bonds. Her brother Rudi helped us navigate the village and his granddaughter Grace Palicas is already stepping in to continue the tattoo legacy of her granny, who believes the art of the tradional tattoo mambabatok ought to be only transferred through blood lineage and only women do it...
When I went visiting Isabel in Budapest she spent most of the days working and I didn't have many chances to take pics of her. So we decided to wake up earlier in the morning and to go to our favourite places when the city was still asleep. Those were very beautiful moments because we felt like nobody else could bother or interrupt us, as we were king and queen of the city. I had some issues with the focus in some shots, but I kinda like the outcome anyhow.
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