I love shooting film. It's a perfect blend of challenge, frustration and contemplation that I don't get shooting digital and it lets me approach my photography with a different mindset. It's an indulgence for me - almost like a hobby within a hobby - but I still take it seriously. Today's post is all about the last roll of infra-red film I loaded just before leaving Singapore last year.
Usually I have lots of different digital projects on the go at any one time, for me each roll of film is a record of 36 individual moments, unconnnected and unorganised. I saw something and I took the picture. Sometimes I remember why, sometimes it's obvious why and sometimes I have fun wondering what the hell I was doing!
Yesterday I finished the roll. I was excited because it is the first time I've used infra-red film. It has taken me an entire year to shoot 36 exposures and I don't even remember what photographs I've taken. I was hugely excited to see what I'd end up with when I got the film developed.
Except when I rewound the film and popped the back open... it wasn't infra-red film at all. It was a roll of bog-standard colour film.
Ah the joys of film! Normally I keep a shred of the film box of in the holder on the back of the camera but over 12 months that fell out & has been lost.
So today we celebrate the roll of film I didn't know I had! I've shared my favourite images below, warts and all. What I find interesting is how my mindset was black & white but the end result is colour - and how that has helped or hurt the final images. In my opinion this has been the single best roll of film I've shot, in terms of images I'm proud to share at any rate.
The funny part of this? I have a roll of infra-red film lurking in one of my other cameras... and I don't know which one!