Headed over to the Highlands this afternoon to practice with my new Holga lens some more. It'd rained all morning and was still rather overcast and grey, so it was perfectly terrible conditions to be shooting with it but I couldn't pass up the warmish weather. You can't adjust aperture (it's basically a pinhole camera), so I was having to shoot at 1/60s with an ISO of 3200 to even have a chance of getting something.
The Holga is a medium format plastic toy camera, so in keeping with that I'm posting these unedited, just resized so ecency can swallow them. Plus it's good practice for getting it right in camera.
Can't hardly see through the viewfinder when it's dim and dreary out, made hitting a moving target even more difficult.
Seems your comrade Vlad is inviting you to a party. Be sure to wear something red.
Under penalty of law, I have no clue what's going on here.
Old neighborhood hardware stores are made for the Holga aesthetic methinks.
The Highlands is one of my old stomping grounds, so it's hardly surprising to run into an old friend but for some reason it is usually Johnny here.
Always have wanted to get a good shot of this spot. One of these days it'll happen. It's a cigar shop and there's usually at least a handful of guys outside puffing away but I'm usually on the wrong side of the street for it.
In the land of concrete and asphalt, where's a poor dog supposed to shit?
