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The Holga Chronicles II

The Holga is not just a simple plastic camera. It is a drug. Addicting and mildly hallucinogenic. The advent of digital photography has freed most of us from the additional cost of buying and processing film and having it printed. Film. Almost obsolete little canisters of celluloid mixed with enough chemicals that make images permanent when exposed to light passing through a camera’s lens. One shot, one kill. One wrong shutter speed and aperture combination, one frame wasted.

I just loaded and processed my third film roll. The first roll was a wasteful right of passage, an initiation by the film gods. The second had decent results. The third had the story and emotion I was looking for. I’m on a roll. I’ll be buying more rolls. Kodak and Fuji would be happy. Here are some of the stories caught on film by my third roll.

Araneta Street. Downtown Area of Bacolod City.

Sharpening saws along the sidewalk.

The tabloid reader


2 responses

  1. kittel

    I just passed by Araneta St this morning while I looked for my porcine fix…love the pics!

    September 2, 2011 at 3:27 pm

    • the porcine wonders are near the bridge. Slick and red.

      September 2, 2011 at 3:31 pm

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