And Now My Dad is a Cowboy

For Christmas this year my dad asked for an "old-timey picture" of himself. With his horse. And maybe his gun. blog post (2 of 3)

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We shot these on my Hasselblad, using three or four rolls of various expired films that I'd collected. I'm pretty pleased with the results, and I have prints shipping out to him this week, so hopefulyl he will be as well (even if they are much delayed from Christmas).

One interesting result was the last roll we shot - an almost twenty-year-old roll of [I think] Russian 3200 film. I thought I had another roll in the freezer that I could check the label on, but alas, I appear to have lost my "metadata." I had no idea if the film would even come out, but I used it in the dying light, exposed it at about 800 ISO, assuming that in the best case it probably would have degraded somewhat, and boy was I right. Even at 800, it was super underexposed, with results that only the hippest of Instagram filters could replicate.

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