If you follow me on the ‘gram, you know I recently put out a little trade deal: help me develop over a years’ worth of my film (nine rolls, to be exact) in exchange for a print from the scans! I was (am) overwhelmed by how many people supported me and then some, pushing me to finally get a years’ worth of memories produced.
As I’ve probably mentioned before, I develop all of my film with The Darkroom Lab. I sent out my film on Monday, anxiously (and obnoxiously) tracking my package until it arrived early Wednesday morning. And then, the worst part: waiting. That nervous excitement that comes while you check your email every five minutes. Usually my film has taken a couple of days to develop, and that would only be one roll. I thought I had it cut out for me sending in *nine*.
But there I was late Wednesday night, checking my inbox on my couch, when I got the email that my scans were being uploaded. Record time. Less than a day. All nine rolls. I legitimately screamed. My heart was pounding.
If you have shot film at any point, then you know the indescribable feeling of seeing photos turn out from fleeting moments, some even unremembered. Imagine that feeling and multiply it by nine(!). I obviously have so much film to share and compile, but the easiest to separate and share first would be my first roll of black and white film.
I’m a color film girl through and through, but I wanted to try black and white film for the sake of it. I used my great uncle’s old Canonet rangefinder to ensure a more vintage feel, and I’m so glad I did.
Memories on this roll:
- Meeting long distance friend, Heana, in San Francisco for impromptu photo shoots in Russian Hill, record perusing, and pizza consumption
- BFF Christmas gift exchange at a coffee shop
- Happy hour hangouts
- A trip to the Academy of Sciences with my mom and brother