The time is changing. The weather is warming. Spring is upon us and it’s bringing a sundry of festivals with it. Last weekend kicked things off and this weekend we have another music festival. The Blues festival is right around the corner. It seems like every weekend has multiple festivals to tickle your fancy. Music. Seafood. Strawberries. You name it. There’s bound to be a festival for you out there. This weekend, I headed out to the Natural Life Music Festival at Jacksonville Beach’s Seawalk Pavilion. I wasn’t familiar with anyone in the lineup, but they still entertained. Heck, I even found myself tapping my foot to the beat a couple of times. This is going to be the first in a series. I’m thinking of calling it Festivals on Film. We’ll see if it sticks. Regardless, it was an opportunity for me to take out my Leica M6. I had a Summicron 35/2 v3 and several rolls of Kodak Gold 200. I shot everything at box speed. I didn’t stay for the entire day since it’s a small area and I felt like I just kept running into the same people. There were still some interesting characters out there, […]
I recently embarked upon a journey to my past. Where it all began. Film. It all started with a Canon EOS Rebel. I had joined the military and was home on leave. I grew up near a lot of Air Force bases so I took my freshly minted military credentials and headed to the Exchange. I walked out with the Rebel kit and it began a love affair. I took that camera all over the world. One of the few benefits of being in the military. It’s taken pictures across Europe. Spain. France. Italy. I’ve carried it through the Middle East. Egypt. Jordan. It was a great camera and I still have it to this day. Though I’ve been shooting digital for many years now, I’ve felt a resurgence in my desire to shoot film. I’ve been picking up film here and there and Santa (aka mom) presented me with some Ilford HP5 and Kodak Tri-X. I’ve also picked up some expired film on Etsy. Film definitely slows you down. I’m more intentional with the firing of the shutter. My son ribs me because of the work I do. Taking the picture is just the beginning. Next is countless minutes […]
