A Year in Photos

Photography, fiction, and personal essays form my three primary creative outlets. For this blog's first 18 months, I used it primarily for photography. As I've returned to creative writing, I'll use this blog for fiction, too. Sometimes, when reality needs to be discussed more than truth, I write personal essays.

This blog will continue to showcase as many above-average photos as I can muster. Hopefully my written work will be as good or better than the visual. Whichever drew you here -- photographs or fiction, I hope you enjoy both.
Showing posts with label Verichrome Pan 828. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Verichrome Pan 828. Show all posts

Thursday, July 25, 2013

Found Photos Friday: A Kicking Pony

In April 2012, I bought a Kodak Pony 828 with film in it for $5. I developed the film then, for kicks, to see what was on it. At the time, I could only digitize negatives with my scanner, and the results from that were unusable. I let the film sit until a month ago and digitized it with my DSLR. That method yields MUCH more usable results from poor film.

The 828 roll gave up three usable images. A few on the roll were damaged by light leakage and two were so underexposed nothing was on the frame except a beam of light through a window.

Based on the peoples' dress and the car in image three, this looks like a late-60s or early-70s  roll. The seller, from Germantown, Tennessee, didn't indicate where he got the camera. The people could easily be from Germantown, though I would have guesses an industrialized city in Pennsylvania, Ohio, or New York based on the houses and plants. Ultimately, though, who knows.


Was there ever a better fashion trend than bows in your hair? I submit not and challenge you to prove otherwise.


Only the mom is happy to have her picture taken -- in either shot. I'm assuming that's a nuclear family, anyway. Who knows, maybe they're total strangers thrown into the frame by a demented, chainsaw-wielding photographer and that's why they don't really look happy, except the mom lady, who like demented chainsaw-wielding guys. Now all I need is a time machine and I'm in luck!


Look at those tires! That station wagon was made for off-roading. That thing could drive over other cars. You could literally drive over railroad ties and those tires would just absorb it.