Mystery film- pleas­ant but bland

I’ve got a whole load of unscanned negat­ives here which I’m slowly work­ing my way through. There was a whole film of pictures of this place with a lake, but I have abso­lutely no idea where it is, or when I took the photos. I also have no idea what camera I used for these, but the film is Kodak Ekta­chrome 160 Tung­sten, cross-processed. The pictures are pleas­ant but bland, and I’ve got a real feel­ing this was a test roll to see if some­thing worked right/​was any good (char­ity shop camera? lens found in someone’s loft and given to me? who knows). Whatever it was seems to work fine.

Tint­a­gel- Mosk­va 5

My ex-boyfriend’s family used to go to Corn­wall every summer, and we used to join them, me usually lugging a whole load of photo stuff on the train down. These were taken at Tint­a­gel.

I know it’s too late, I’m lost in a forest

Next in my mammoth scan­ning session, tree abstracts. Made by putting 35mm film into a 120 camera (in this case a holga) and then delib­er­ately over­pro­cessing the result­ing film to give a high contrast look.

Someone Tell Me Why I Do the Things That I Don’t Want To Do

One of the many rolls of film I have sitting around wait­ing to be scanned. This is from the days when I used to live in Read­ing. I want it to be sunny now! I long for long walks and picnics and lying on the grass in the sunshine, I’m fed up of the scrag end of winter. Diana + camera & Kodak Ekta­chrome 100 cross-processed.

Bacchanalia

Today Tukru helped me take some photos for my uni project (someone needed to stop the camera tripod fall­ing down the hill and be able to touch things without cover­ing them in blood. Today’s myth was Pentheus & the Bacchae. I was a Bacchant/​Maenad. I got to sit around in a vest in the winter doused in fake blood, clutch­ing a mostly empty bottle of booze and a fimo human heart and trying not to squint in the unex­pec­ted Febru­ary sunshine. How I usually spend my Tues­day after­noons, really. Fake blood is surpris­ingly cold in the wind. Clear­ing up felt like we were cover­ing up a murder.

Bathed in Ring­flash

I decided to try out my Lomo ring­flash with a film SLR over xmas. I set the camera at f 5.6/ 1/​125 for 400 asa film (I’d lost the instruc­tion sheet, and that was my best guess), but I could easily have got away with some­thing like f11.

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Day out with my sister

In Octo­ber, my sister came to see me in Brighton (I miss you!) with her 3 sons, dog and boyfriend in tow and we went for a walk on the beach and an excel­lent pub lunch. I took some pictures, but didn’t scan the film until recently. No spec­tac­u­lar pictures, but a nice day out.

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Halloween night

So I didn’t do anything Halloweeny on the Saturday night, so I felt like I should do some­thing of some sort on the Sunday night. A few friends came round, we drank a fair bit and listened to records. There’s a Ghost in My House- the Fall, about half of Spider­land, and Trail of Dead.

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Friends in Vienna

This is Delal. She saw some pictures I’d posted on my tumblr ( emmajanefalconer.tumblr.com) tagged with Wien and sent me a message to see if I’d like to hang out, because it seemed we liked loads of the same things. She’s from Germany origin­ally, and is study­ing Journ­al­ism in Vienna and likes draw­ing and photo­graphy too.

Fotoauto­mat

There was a b&w photo­booth round the corner from my hotel in Vienna that was €2 a pop. I took a strip most days to docu­ment what I’d been doing . I also had some with Delal, and some of me hold­ing up signs, but I’ve cut them up for zine use now, and I can’t find what I did with the photo of the whole strips.

Hats & Hamming it up

The night before I went to Austria I hung out with some friends to drink beer and yell out the answers to quiz shows. I do enjoy a good bit of trivia. Some hats made an outing, and I took some hammily posed photos. I also got really indig­nant about the continu­ing exist­ence of Roger Waters, even though he’s not quite in the Bono league for me.

Polar­oid

My friend Kath­er­ine round my house in 2004 or so. The room had incred­ible 70s carpet, sadly not visible in the picture. Dodgy expired polar­oid SX-70 film I got for £1 a box at a boot­fair.

Done

The last few even­ings I’ve been work­ing away making about 20 or so pages like this for my art port­fo­lio show­ing some projects I’ve done over the last few years. I’ve got an inter­view for an art MA on Thursday, and I want to get in.

Broad­stairs

Here’s some pictures I took in Broad­stairs last summer, they were languish­ing on my hard-drive until this week­end.

Fisheyes

Fisheye photos from vari­ous occa­sions on the beach. With help from Madame T.

Pier Kaleido­scope

A couple of weeks ago I took my cheesy 70s kaleido­scope filter to the pier. I didn’t really get the shots I wanted, and I dropped my lens cap between the slats, but I managed to get a few ok shots.

Fisheye Tests

Test­ing out the fisheye lens adapter I got for xmas off my dad …

In the Flowers

Two self-portraits from June test­ing out my £2.50 remote. I’ve got a big back­log of photos to organ­ise.

Hello from Corn­wall

Today we went to the beach, but I didn’t bring my digit­al camera because I was (rightly it turns out after I nearly fell in a rock­pool) concerned about break­ing it. I did bring my lomo fisheye though.

Bramber & Steyn­ing

Bramber’s a small village inland of Shore­ham, it’s got one street with a couple of pubs and houses, a ruined Norman castle, and an intact Norman church (ie they’re about 1000 years old)

Brighton Aquar­i­um

When Chris was down the other week we went to the aquar­i­um because I had a half price vouch­er. I love aquar­i­ums, and I’m going again on Monday even­ing for a work thing.

Week­end in Medway

Last week­end I went back to Medway, and I went up the Great Lines with Tukru, and we messed about taking photos.

Hazy Sea

I went for a walk along the beach whilst wait­ing to meet up with my cous­in, who’s just moved to Brighton. There was a haze on the sea that day, and the pier looked like it was float­ing on noth­ing. I never get tired of photo­graph­ing the seafront.

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