From: Paul Stenquist
It wasn't that long ago that so many of us waxed poetic over film. We
paid homage to the process, marveled at the wonder of a print coming
to life in the developing tray, swore that we would never be seduced
by the overpriced toys that were digital cameras.
Film is forever. When we're old and breathing our last, we'll all make
one last stand in the darkroom, breathe the pungent fumes of hypoid
and praise the gods of silver and cellulose.
Hmmm? Sounds like a plan to me.
Why, I shot film just this morning ... in my pajamas. How it got in my
pajamas I don't know. ;-D
Film is NOT forever, BTW. You have to take care of it.
For instance, it doesn't hold up well when buried under wet old plaster
and insulation after the roof comes off and the ceilings come down in a
hurricane.
I lost all my nice binders full of archival sleeved negatives and slides
and contact sheets to just that when Fran hit my house in 1996, although
I do still occasionally find something I failed to properly store that
was thus not located in the damaged part of the house. Go figure.
But maybe in this new economy there's a future for film photographers.
If nothing else, I might get a gig as living history ala Williamsburg or
Old Salem ... "see the photographer reliving the glory days of film"
Or not?
I do still shoot digital from time to time.
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