A few years back, my family members gave me some of their old film cameras. My dad gave me his old Minolta camera, which I named Grindelwald.
Now, I love taking pictures, but I especially love using my film camera. I love the surprise of whether or not your photos come out. I love holding my camera, excitedly waiting for just the right Kodak moment. I love the anticipation while the film is being developed (kudos to anyone that can develop their own film). And, for me, because I'm broke and take way too many photos, I love that by the time I get my film developed, I have no idea what photos are on there, so I get to go through a list of 24 forgotten memories.
At the moment, I have 9 rolls of film from the past two years - I had eleven, but I got two of them developed yesterday. Since I finally have a job, I should finally have some money to develop all those rolls of film! Here are some of the ones I finally got back yesterday.
This is of me, so obviously I didn't take it - it was taken by a BFF, Andrea. Also, I have pink hair. Woohoo!
A broken light.
That's a monkey.
What's your favorite part of the fair? Mine is definitely the atmosphere - and the photo opportunities, of course!