The darkest dark room

One more thing ticked off the bucket list; developing my own film.
The dark room at Burnside school, where I was smuggled, doesn't have a red light that works. I haven't had to concentrate in a dark space like that since the ''7 seconds in heaven'' game back in my preteens (what where we going to achieve in a mere 7 seconds?). After a few frustrated moans, nearly cutting a finger with scissors and an accidental boob grab (in that dark room, not during the game) I was ready for the lights to come on. Chemical time. The film needed to be push processed 2 stops, which I say with such confidence when handing a spool over the counter at Orms, but actually have no idea how to do it myself. So I did what I do best and guessed.

Unrolling, loading, chemicals, tipping, tapping, rinsing, fixing, drying, scanning, uploading.

And voila. Bucket list.

My dark room teacher was my exponentially talented Freckle/Pop

 

beautiful lighting on a very dishevelled bullrush

He was this big

Just'cus Just sayin'

I wanted to share this picture I took of Jake (Just sayin') a while ago. He has my heart. This is black and white film push processed two stops. First time Iv done that, and certainly not the last. The grain is so beautiful, you should see it actual size.

-love this film-

-love this human-

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Guten tag hombres

 

Here are pictures from /A word of art exhibition. I left my digital camera at home and shot all on black and white.. under exposed and push processed. that was my technique.. and on this specific night a bit of cheap wine. Just a tad.