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Developing Adventures – Double-X in D96

In this Developing Adventure, I developed a roll of Cinestill Double-X in D96 B&W Motion Picture Developer. I shot it with my Mamiya 645 at ISO 200. If you read my last Developing Adventure featuring Double-X film, you'd know I really fell in love with the look of this film. At over $10 a roll… Continue reading Developing Adventures – Double-X in D96

Black and White Photography · film photography · film review · Mamiya camera

Bergger Pancro in Medium Format

I've reviewed Bergger Pancro 400 before, but only in 35mm format. I thought I would give Bergger Pancro in medium format a look, and at the same time test out my Mamiya RB67 Pro SD again. My Results In my original review, I thought this film looked similar to the classic tv look of Double… Continue reading Bergger Pancro in Medium Format

film photography · Mamiya camera · Vintage Camera

Mamiya RB67 Pro SD – My First Images

If you follow me on Instagram you may know I have been having a heck of a time picking up a Mamiya RB67 Pro SD. I will share the journey it took to get one, and my first photos taken with it. First though, let me explain why I wanted one. The Why Since I… Continue reading Mamiya RB67 Pro SD – My First Images

film photography · Mamiya camera · Still Life

Alstroemeria’s on Portra – A Still Life

As mentioned in previous articles, Kelsey often buys me a bouquet of flowers with our groceries that I use in still life shoots. In particular, she likes to buy Alstroemerias because they last a really long time and come in different colors. This particular bouquet was red and white, so I thought Alstroemeria's on Portra… Continue reading Alstroemeria’s on Portra – A Still Life

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One Shot with Aly – Remnants of my Father

When someone you love passes away and is suddenly no longer in your life, you're left with remnants of their life. Remnants of who they once were. Its strange to think of this irony that when you die you can't take things with you, but you do leave them behind, and sometimes they live on for you taking on a whole different value.