My son Joe recently gave me an Agfa Click; Kind Gift N°1. But it was filthy dirty inside and out so I planned to take it apart, removing the lens and shutter to turn it into a pinhole camera that could use 120 film. Once I’d taken the lens off however it seemed that with some alcohol and a cotton bud it was not too bad. Fast forward 15 minutes, more swabbing, wiping, squirts of compressed air (I imagine much like a brain surgeon) and it looked quite healthy. Hmm, I thought. Before I disassemble it, would it hurt to put a roll of film through it? Which brings me to Kind Gift n°2. This friend sent me some films and a lens for my new-to-me Pentax K1000 because he’s a good and fine person.
All of these photographs from the test roll were taken in my wee little village. We have a church. A cemetery. Orchards and a little fruit shop. Badgers. Rolling hills of meadow and forest. That’s all we have and I love it. I think it’s what the word bucolic was invented for.
There are some double exposures in there too, just for the lols. I must admit the previous roll of black and white film I took I developed badly. The chemicals were old and I was a bit sloppy. I was such an idiot because they were my photographs taken in England too, of my family and important-to-me places and they should have been pictures I love but instead I’m disappointed. Sometimes I get so enthusiastic with experimentation I forget to perfect the basic skills. This time I was meticulous with temperatures, timings and agitations and it was definitely worth it. Another life lesson learnt about being blasé right after the one about being cocky. Who would have though photography could be so character building?
(Agfa Click/Neopan Acros 100)