I believe that every photographer, regardless of your skill level, chosen format or commitment to the medium, should watch this and listen carefully to what John Sexton has to say.
Hello Everyone; Mark your calendar for April 20, 2017 and join us at the DCP for an evening of traditional photography. We will be giving a talk titled “FULLY COMMITTED: MARRIED TO THEIR CRAFT AND EACH OTHER.” We will also have cameras and associated gear, along with a few original photographs on display.
Been some discussion lately about getting started in photography. We seem to have a lot of people interested in film photography. Everyone started somewhere and everyone has a story. I had written earlier in another BLOG post about the book that got me started doing my own darkroom work, but I never mentioned my first camera. I used my Mother’s Kodak No. 2A Hawk-Eye folder for my very first photographs. My Mother always had to break out the camera and make a quick snapshot when anything interesting was happening, mostly family gatherings, maybe a trip or school event. She always said, “now let me get back a little farther so I don’t cut your head off.” I have many snapshots of the great scene with these little tiny people in there somewhere. I never could break her of that habit. But when I was somewhere around eight or nine years old I received my first camera as a Christmas gift. My very own Kodak Brownie Starflash that came in a presentation box, with a roll of B&W film, flash bulbs (remember those?) and batteries. I was only allowed to use B&W film, since it was so much cheaper than shooting color. I never did get the hang of color for anything but casual snapshots anyway. There was a major train derailment just outside of the town where I grew up and I have two rolls of that. When I was in the fourth grade we got to bring our cameras to school. It was the annual school Easter Egg Hunt and I have photos of that and even some in the classroom. I made the usual snapshots you would expect from a very young beginner. So, that is where I started camera wise. I have to credit my Mother for getting me hooked on photography. I have had numerous cameras since my first. Don’t know what happened to my original camera. I suspect it was sold in one of my Mother’s garage sales. But, I was able to find an identical Brownie Starflash at a local camera show, and it hangs on the wall in our darkroom as a reminder of where I started. JB
Been some discussion lately about getting started in photography. We seem to have a lot of people interested in film photography. Everyone started somewhere and everyone has a story. I had written earlier in another BLOG post about the book that got me started doing my own darkroom work, but I never mentioned my first camera. I used my Mother’s Kodak No. 2A Hawk-Eye folder for my very first photographs. My Mother always had to break out the camera and make a quick snapshot when anything interesting was happening, mostly family gatherings, maybe a trip or school event. She always said, “now let me get back a little farther so I don’t cut your head off.” I have many snapshots of the great scene with these little tiny people in there somewhere. I never could break her of that habit.