Every year, on their anniversary, my husband and I take my daughter and her boyfriend out for a mini photoshoot. They are so sweet together. And while this last photo shoot commemorated four years together, they are still the epitome of young love.
Lately, I have had some hiccups when it comes to film shooting. I dropped my film slide from my Hasselblad, and it bent. I wasn’t able to reinsert the slide for the rest of day. The whole roll ended up with some frustrating light leaks.
My Mamiya has been having some light leak problems as well. I took it in, and they couldn’t find the culprit. It wasn’t until I took in a roll with every image having the light leak that my repairman could find where it was coming from and repair it.
Then there was the roll I accidently left in the car for a week. I live in Southern California where the summer temps can be up to 100F. That roll was blank from the heat.
Film and I are no longer in the young love phase. When I started shooting film, every roll was an adventure; I had the patience to roll through the rough spots. Light leaks and broken cameras were something I had the energy to power through. Now I am finding myself being frustrated with these little bumps in the road. The newness is gone, and I seem to blame myself for every little mistake.
I need to get back to shooting for the love of it. I need to remember when I fell in love with film. I need to remember the rolls that come back full of magic. Because when it comes down to it, film makes my heart happy. It helps me see the world in all its beautiful shades, colors, and grains.
Do you find yourself frustrated with shooting? How do you keep the love alive? I’d love to hear where you find your inspiration in the comments.