The world is changing so quickly that sometimes it seems that digital film was available four score and seven years ago, but that’s not the case. I have been documenting my life with amateur photography since I was in middle school, and I did not buy a digital camera until 2007. Seven years ago.
That means that eight years ago, I was still buying rolls of 35 mm film to shove into the cradle of my Pentax camera. There were spindles and sprockets, and sometimes they wouldn’t connect, and you could spend nine minutes trying to make sure that the flange which had the leader sticking out was in the right place. Take, dangit! Just take!
You had to choose your shots wisely. I usually bought rolls of 24, but if I was livin’ large, I would buy the pack of 36. What a world of freedom that opened! How would I choose to spend those 36 opportunities? I damn sure wasn’t snapping pics of the food I ordered at restaurants.
And you don’t want to know what it was like to manually advance your frames. Talk about carpal tunnel in your thumb. Stupid lever. Do you know how high-tech I felt when I got a camera with a little motor that went “zzzhhh” to rewind my film for me when it was done? That was sweet. That was futuristic. Space age. Better than Instamatic. And speaking of Instamatic, do you remember these babies?
Yeah, that’s a flash cube. You had to PAY for a flash. And they were not foolproof.
Young people, you may not know this, but until recently, phones did not take pictures. I’m still getting used to cordless phones. In the way way back of this early century, every picture had to be intentionally composed and taken. Sometimes a week or two would pass, and I would pick up the camera to check how many shots I had left. See, that’s the thing. You could keep a roll of film in the camera for weeks. Or months. It was called rationing. Because guess what? That wasn’t the only expense you incurred. Once you had taken the shots, you had to take the roll down to the photo-processing center. And it was expensive. I paid $10 to get it done in a hour for every roll I took in college. And that was over 20 years ago. And I always bought DOUBLES so I could give copies to my friends. And that’s where all my tip money from waiting tables disappeared to…
But there were other risks: You had to hope you didn’t expose the film to light by accidentally opening the back door when you thought it was empty. Oops.
I spent an entire day in San Antonio, visiting the River Walk and the Alamo in the 90s, composing and snapping pictures, feeling pretty proud of my skills, only to discover when I got home that I had failed to load any film into the camera.
I imagine there are plenty of professional photographers on WordPress who could (or have) written a twenty-page essay on the merits of digital photography. They’ll probably tell you that the Anthony Weiner incident could never have occured pre-digital because:
- Who wants the staff at Fotomat looking at your dirty pictures?
- Polaroid film was expensive. And the resolution was crappy. And they could still stink long after taking them. I remember peeling one apart and how it reeked of chemical so many years later. And you couldn’t send them by phone, even if you had stacks of Polaroid pics.
I imagine there are also folks who praise Instagram. Having no smartphone, I’ve never used it. I don’t really like changing a picture, other than lightening/darkening or cropping it. I want it to be true to what it was, capturing that reality in that moment. I don’t do PhotoShop. But I have friends who swear by it. And many more who facebook their square-shaped Instagram shots with fancy filters. Do you realize Instagram wasn’t even launched until just over 3 years ago? It didn’t become popular until 2012. Folks, 2012 was 13 months ago. Yes, it was. Life is moving too quickly. I need to take a deep breath and go back in time, to a world where in the middle of every shopping center, reigned the familiar yellow roof. Come here and let us develop your memories!
Did you ever use the Fotomat? Did you ever work in one? Did they have a toilet in there? Didn’t it get hot when the sun was shining in your face? Did you keep copies of questionable pics and show them to your friends?