As a rule, cameras are generally not regarded as sentient beings, but I don’t hold with that; all of mine are individuals, with as many likes, dislikes, strengths, weaknesses, quirks, hangups and personal opinions as the average human being.
Joy, my new Holga 120N, is a lot like me: feisty, occasionally clumsy, and determined to see only what she wants to see, but also capable of producing something beautiful when the mood strikes her.
Joy’s strength, apparently, is in portraits, as evidenced by this shadowy but interesting shot of my friend Linda.
Joy is also rather fond of blue skies, as she demonstrated in these images we took on Route 66 yesterday afternoon:
I’m not sure I like that soft focus she put on things in the two pictures above, but I think I’ve found the sweet spot in the lens (which for some reason is a little off-center), so I should be able to work with that a bit next time I take her out. She doesn’t seem to have a lot of really obvious light leaks, which could be good or bad, depending on your point of view.
For those of you trying to figure out how she got her name, here’s another hint: I initially considered calling her “Flannery.”
Emily
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