LCDP_Thankful: The Original Camera
My father bought this camera while stationed overseas in the late 1960s. Legend has it that the camera got lost somewhere on the Asian continent, but found its way back to Altus Air Force Base (OK) six months later. This camera captured my childhood. Baby smiles. Pigtails. Christmas mornings. Family vacations. When I went to college and decided to take a photography class, my daddy sent Petri to me. I learned how to "make" pictures on him. Light meters. Sunny F/8 Rule. Film Speeds (I preferred 400). Darkrooms to this day I miss the smell.
And while I can't honestly say I miss being limited to 12, 24 or 36 exposures, I do miss the anticipation of seeing what I created. I am thankful I learned to make pictures on a film camera. I am thankful my dad gave me that camera and encouraged me to appreciate the beauty of a photograph. I am thankful that I can capture everyday moments for others and they will treasure their photographs for years to come.
“Photography is a way of feeling, of touching, of loving. What you have caught on film is captured forever… It remembers little things, long after you have forgotten everything." -Aaron Siskind
Tell me - do you still have a film camera?