bookmark_borderOut and about with a Minolta X-300

You would think that, with more daylight hours, summer is ideal for outdoor photography, but it really is not. The trees are masses of green glistening with sunlight when they are not putting everything else in shade. The sun rises too early—four o’clock, really?—and sets too late—around dinner time with P. And when I gather the courage to venture out, it’s a long and hot uncomfortable walk.

Thankfully, my local neighbourhood has been a good substitute provider of my shutter therapy. Last Saturday, I monitored the outside conditions all day until they were just right to leave the coolness of the house a couple hours before sunset. I walked through the nearby retail park, then continued on to the Farnborough IQ business park. There, I went through the routine of hiding from the security guards, of being spotted on CCTV, and of eventually being told by the security guards that it was “a private estate” and that photography was not allowed, that the Heritage area was not National Heritage, and that I definitely did not have the right to take pictures. I was, however, privileged to do so as long as I did not loiter. Still, I enjoyed a nice walk around the historical buildings that gave birth to British aviation.

I brought the Minolta X-300 along with a few rolls of Fomapan 200 black-and-white film. I hadn’t used this camera for a while and wanted to exercise its internals. I exposed all the shots based on the internal lightmeter readings and so was pleased when pictures came out perfect from the development with Rodinal 1+50.

Here are some shots from the day.

bookmark_borderObjects in the rear view mirror may appear prettier than they are

I see this tree in my rear view mirror every time I drive back from the supermarket. I have seen it countless times since it’s been pollarded at the beginning of spring and have seen its bare branches start to grow leaves, becoming more beautiful every time. Then, its allure peaked and it started to turn into just another tree. So, tonight I took a photo of it before it was completely ordinary.

It still looks much prettier in the rear view mirror.

bookmark_borderSights from my commute

I pass these two sights every evening when I walk back home from the station. The tree top is usually the roosting place of two or three pigeons and is also usually bathed in sunset colours. On cold winter nights, the Topps Tiles entrance door is striking by the glowing yellow lines on either side and their reflections on the tarmac.

I tried to capture those, but the conditions were not ideal: too much cloud cover blocking the rays of the setting sun and too much cloud cover messing up the twilight.

Nevertheless, I waited more than 90 minutes to shoot those, so I’m going to post them anyway.

I’ll try the shoots again another time.