I decided that I wanted a camera when I was 8 or 9. This was about 1956. My princely allowance at that time was $.10 a week. But after I received some birthday money I was in funds and went to the pawn shop to see what they had. (There was a naval air station in our town and pawn shops did very well.) Amidst the lordly Rolleiflexes and Zeiss-Ikons was an unloved Kodak Brownie Holiday Flash. I put $2 down and started scrounging up the next $3 – no, I didn’t get a particularly good price. I turned pop bottles in for the deposit, washed cars, and mostly saved my money for several weeks. Every week I added to the down payment and eventually the pawnbroker handed it over to me. I specialized in group photos of my buddies lined up in front of their bicycles. In their absence, my family members would be artfully placed in front of some object of interest. Here is my grandmother standing in front of a bison on a trip to Canada. By some miracle I still have the badly scratched negative.
My intent with this blog, the blog of a lifetime amateur, is to post some images that I have made and that I like. Some images have been made on film such as with the box camera above and others with very recent digital cameras. In the end, though, whether digital or film, simple or complex, cameras are just tools to help us capture some of the moments, the experiences, and, perhaps, the interpretations of our lives.
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