My LomoStory began with a pamphlet. I had innocently chanced upon this brochure, displaying Diana in all her plastic glory. Needless to say, I was infatuated. Initially, it was merely physical. I wanted Diana for her body!
I went home and like a world-class stalker, I feasted upon page after page of Diana photos and Diana forums. I was caught head over heels. I needed a Diana and I needed one now.
When my mother finally eventually gifted my Diana to me, I flipped. Here I was, holding the camera which I had been obsessed with for months. I was afraid but at the same time I knew I could do no wrong. When I held her in my hands, I could feel the pulsing power radiate from beneath her plastic exterior. Inside, Diana was golden.
With every roll of film, my love for Diana grew deeper. I fell in love with her and how she never pretended to be anything more than what she was. How forgiving she was, how she could make even the most ruined photos look fantastic. I loved her carefree personality, how she felt that even the simplest things deserved to be captured on film. Diana helped me become better and Diana made me want to become better. And I supposed, in all honesty, that is what love is—when you want to be better for someone other than yourself.
I must admit, I was not 100% faithful to Diana. All relationships have their ups and downs. At one point in time, I returned Diana back to her rarely-filled perch upon my bookshelf. For the next year, she did not take photos like she was born to do, but gather dust and stare longingly at everything around her that could be captured forever if I just had the decency to click her shutter.
It was not her, it was me. I can’t say I had moved on, because I hadn’t. I just wasted time doing nothing, while Diana wasted time not being mine.
I don’t know what drove me to pick her up one year later. Maybe I missed her company, maybe she missed mine. My Diana was ready for her comeback!
But the first roll was less than spectacular and that made me miserable. Had Diana lost her faith in me? That was when I realized that Diana was more than a camera. She was a camera that could easily capture your personality as well. When we first met, I was fresh, new, excited, amazed, proud. So her pictures showed likewise!
When I shot my first roll after our reunion, I was blur, confused, unfocused and dull. And that’s why the pictures turned out the way they did.
Slowly, it got better. I learnt that you must never second-guess yourself. If you feel like snapping, do it without hesitation. If you don’t, don’t worry about it. It worked the other way around too. Sometimes, if I didn’t know how to feel, I shot a picture to give myself some clues!
We were old friends, Diana and I. Joined at the hip and inseparable once again. It wasn’t that she was not enough, but eventually I started to crave the company of other Lomography cameras.
It took time, it took determination, but over time, I managed to expand our Lomography family. Diana got a makeover with an Instant Back, and we welcomed the Oktomat, the La Sardina and finally, the Lubitel.
It has not been easy managing the needs of so many different cameras. We have had our quarrels and differences, but we have pretty much remained a tight-knit unit. They are my best friends.
My story is no more amazing then the next guy’s. For every unique, remarkable and extraordinary camera, there is a equally amazing story on how we met our Lomography soulmates!
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