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Springtime wanderings combine with Lomography meetups for a winning mix of fun and photography! I met up with @Nationale7 as she and her boyfriend were travelling through Minneapolis. We went to the St. Paul Cathedral, and the Marjorie McNeely Conservatory - flowers plus architecture make a winning combination, for sure. :-)
Springtime wanderings combine with Lomography meetups for a winning mix of fun and photography! I met up with @Nationale7 as she and her boyfriend were travelling through Minneapolis. We went to the St. Paul Cathedral, and the Marjorie McNeely Conservatory - flowers plus architecture make a winning combination, for sure. :-)
I went to my grandparents apartment and took pictures of them. Making my granfather pose for pictures was difficult, as he is very uncooperative and refuses to smile for the camera. This was my revenge, because all throughout my childhood, my gandfather would force us to pose for pictures. "Smile! Look nice!" My grandfather was the one who taught me how to use a camera, and lent me one of his when I was learning darkroom photography. The pictures of me were taken by him - he still has the touch!
I went to my grandparents apartment and took pictures of them. Making my granfather pose for pictures was difficult, as he is very uncooperative and refuses to smile for the camera. This was my revenge, because all throughout my childhood, my gandfather would force us to pose for pictures. "Smile! Look nice!" My grandfather was the one who taught me how to use a camera, and lent me one of his when I was learning darkroom photography. The pictures of me were taken by him - he still has the touch!
I went to my grandparents apartment and took pictures of them. Making my granfather pose for pictures was difficult, as he is very uncooperative and refuses to smile for the camera. This was my revenge, because all throughout my childhood, my gandfather would force us to pose for pictures. "Smile! Look nice!" My grandfather was the one who taught me how to use a camera, and lent me one of his when I was learning darkroom photography. The pictures of me were taken by him - he still has the touch!
These photos were taken with a Holga Pinhole camera. I trespassed into a train yard and a scrap yard. I had a difficult time getting long enough exposures to have my pictures look good. I think next time I will try a faster film.
I went to my grandparents apartment and took pictures of them. Making my granfather pose for pictures was difficult, as he is very uncooperative and refuses to smile for the camera. This was my revenge, because all throughout my childhood, my gandfather would force us to pose for pictures. "Smile! Look nice!" My grandfather was the one who taught me how to use a camera, and lent me one of his when I was learning darkroom photography. The pictures of me were taken by him - he still has the touch!
I went to my grandparents apartment and took pictures of them. Making my granfather pose for pictures was difficult, as he is very uncooperative and refuses to smile for the camera. This was my revenge, because all throughout my childhood, my gandfather would force us to pose for pictures. "Smile! Look nice!" My grandfather was the one who taught me how to use a camera, and lent me one of his when I was learning darkroom photography. The pictures of me were taken by him - he still has the touch!
These photos were taken with a Holga Pinhole camera. I trespassed into a train yard and a scrap yard. I had a difficult time getting long enough exposures to have my pictures look good. I think next time I will try a faster film.
I went to my grandparents apartment and took pictures of them. Making my granfather pose for pictures was difficult, as he is very uncooperative and refuses to smile for the camera. This was my revenge, because all throughout my childhood, my gandfather would force us to pose for pictures. "Smile! Look nice!" My grandfather was the one who taught me how to use a camera, and lent me one of his when I was learning darkroom photography. The pictures of me were taken by him - he still has the touch!
