This Holga Photo was taken in Brittany France on one of my forays over there. I like the photograph because it exudes calm. It was a bit of a misty day and the day was starting slowly. I remember that we, the lady wife and I, went for a drive. We ended up stopping at this destination, I've not recorded where though, for a cup of coffee and I loaded the Holga and took some snaps. This one was the best of the roll, in my opinion.
Holga Photo number four is a colour photograph taken near my home in Somerset.
A Holga will struggle to focus down as closely as was required for this image. I carry a magnifying glass in my bag. You can focus the magnifying glass by looking through it and when you are happy, keep the magnifying glass still, and move the Holga so that the lens touches the magnifying glass. An that way you have a close up adapter for the Holga. Framing can b a bit hit and miss, but in this case a hit.
This Holga photo was taken in Swansea Marina on a cold, early spring day. I was experimenting with using the bulb setting on the Holga. This frame was the one from the roll that stood out, most of the rest were a blurry mess. This one is still blurry but is at least recognisable for what it is. I like this shot because the rope holes and opening on the bow form a kind of surprised face.
Taken on the Holga in Bathurst Basin, a triangular dock area to the east of Spike Island. You can see the general Hospital building to the right.
I love the dappled light under the trees. I think the Holga has handled the scene well.
This is an area of Bristol that I know well and I still enjoy visiting, especially with a Holga.
One of the things that I love about the Holga camera is it's ability to surprise you. This photo has such a painterly feel to it. I remember when I took it not feeling very hopeful about the frame. However with the Holga camera you need to keep shooting, even if you are not feeling great about the roll.
When I processed the film and looked at the negatives this one jumped out.
The photograph was taken in Pill, near Bristol. The name "Pill" comes from the Welsh word Pîl which denotes a tidal inlet or harbour. My maternal Grandparents lived in Pill until the 1980s, when they moved to South Gloucestershire.
My Mums cousin operated the Pill Ferry from Pill to Shirehampton when I was a kid. His name was Robert. These boats reminded me of those days.
