I already have more hobbies than I have time for—the majority of them get exactly zero attention, most of the time—so this fall, I thought to myself, “Why not add another?” With that mantra in mind, I decided to explore film photography. You can see the results here.
I’ve always been a little bit interested in photography, long before I had the slightest understanding how it worked. Some of my oldest memories are of my dad rearranging the lamps in our living room and fiddling with a light meter to set up for Christmas portraits. On early family vacations, I toted around an old Kodak Instamatic that took 126 film. And on later trips, I took a drugstore pocket camera that shot 110 film—I probably still have that camera in a box somewhere.
But that was pretty much it until Julie and I got married: my college and grad school years are almost completely undocumented photographically, except for visits to my parents. Before our wedding in the year 2000, I bought an Advanced Photo System (APS) camera to take on our honeymoon, thinking that would set us up for the long haul. Smart, prescient move.
That was the end of my film photography journey until this November when, on a whim, I bought a roll of Tri-X, put it into an old Canon SLR I bought on eBay a few years back (the last time this impulse hit me), and just started taking pictures. I’m not an especially skilled photographer—these shots were taken using automatic focus in aperture priority mode—but I was pleased with the results nonetheless. They’re mostly candid shots of my family and the neighborhood, subject matter that’s inherently appealing to me, and the experience left me eager to find opportunities to explore further.
Gallery: November in Black and White
