The Nine Dollar Holga makes another appearance- this time at a local Blake's.

I succumbed to Amazon Prime day and bought a cheap 35mm mask adapter thing for the Holga. It works well and the sticker included for the winding sequence was worth the price.

I wish the mask allowed for sprocket exposure, and I may get the dremel tool out for some modification because otherwise this kind of shooting is not very appealing to me.

At any rate, the Nine Dollar Holga is alive and well!

Stay cool!

Intervening Light Leaks

Holgas are notorious for having light leaks. It's part of their charm or frustration in use.

This particular light leak seems appropriate for the subject. 

You just never know how or when or why sometimes.....

Apparently, Some Trees have Stylists..

 Someplace west of Amarillo, on a windy plain, this tree has made the best of being here.

It's got a sculptural vibe going on. 

Nine Dollar Holga with HP5 dunked in caffenol.

Pete's...all gone!

 Ever since I moved here, which is going on nineteen years now, I've been driving over to Moriarty to make a photo of this place.  It's (was) a hole of a dive kind of place and a few weeks ago they scraped it off the Earth. I watched them do it. It was sad in a way, but the building was dangerous and down right ratty.

It's gone now! The trees are still there, but I need to go check on them and see if they really left them alone.

 

Roadrunner

 It's been a long time since I've been here, but I'm still using the nine dollar Holga. The price of film keeps going up, but I have a good stash so far and plan to keep using film as long as it's being made and doesn't make me bankrupt.

 Portals are everywhere. Some lead to mountains.

2021..the year of blogging more...doubtful

 

 

2021 is here! Finally, and I wanted to begin by saying there are no promises that I will change my ways and be more attentive to this blog.  

It's not because I don't like to, it's because, well I don't really know. I still write in my journal everyday, and just ordered a fancy hand made rustic leather journal from the UK that might get here by the first of March. 

Blogging just has a certain amount of disconnection to me. When I blog I self edit, and honestly I don't like that. We present ourselves a bit different online that we truly are, and when I write in my journal, I let it rip. 

Maybe it's just time to let it rip online. We'll see.

In the meantime here's a Holga photo I made at the Rio Puerco bridge on old Route 66 in Laguna, New Mexico at the very end of last year. The lens was flipped because we had a flipped out year.

I'm looking forward to 2021.

Happy New Year everyone.