I have a film sitting at the chemist, waiting to be developed. Very exciting. I haven’t had a film developed since 1999, although I did own a Polaroid and that did sort of develop film. On its own. LIKE MAGIC.
This, and I think I’ve mentioned this before, comes from my SLR. It’s a roll of experimental photographs, where I’ve played with aperture width and shutter speed and that sort of thing. I don’t know if it’ll help or not, but there should be, somewhere, some really fucking cool photos in there.
Or maybe every single one will be a useless blur. Who knows? It’s possible. This is the uncertain joy of photography. Digital cameras have taken it from us. Pictures are, as a wise advertising slogan once declared, back.