I was cleaning out some leftover detritus from last year’s mess in the Palisades when I tripped upon the memory of an old friend. Though I still love the look and texture of film, I’m a realist. The future is indisputably digital. But the thing I perhaps miss most about celluloid is the durability of the shipping cartons that used to hold ten 1000′ rolls. They sure did come in handy on the homefront…!
Ah, also so is true with x-ray film. The darkroom smells of developer and fixer is a memory that is immediate.
And what did you find? Camp Highfeather photos?
Still using metal film cans here. A ham sandwich fits in a 400′ can really well!
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Greg – It’s funny that you say that. High Feather popped into my head this morning for some perverse reason…
High Feather on Marine Parkway?
Yes, the one, the only. Thank God…