I swear I'll buy anything if this story's good enough. Here's the story of this:
Word has it that in the 60s you could win a little camera on the boardwalk as a prize. Can you imagine being 10 years old and on vacation? Can you imagine a tiny little plastic camera and how suddenly it makes you notice everything? I can almost feel the salty wind in my hair. I can almost hear the gulls crying.
When I turned 40, I figured I needed new camera or two. Because shooting on 3 cameras and my phone wasn't enough. I know, I know. I'm nothing if not excessive. But I started realizing that I was trying to make all my camera phone pics look like they came from cheap plastic cameras.
I first saw these photos years ago and fell instantly in love. As an added bonus, they're taken in the south which just feeds my love of all things Southern Gothic... especially river baptisms and snake handling (not that these are snake handlers or anything - but they do remind me of Appalachia and all the lore and grandeur that's there and no offense to anyone who's been baptized in a river. I have romantic notions about it since I was baptized at an altar - the grass is just always greener, no?). Add those to the mix and I'm a complete and total goner.
I almost couldn't stand it. So I started obsessively checking eBay and grew quickly discouraged. I didn't know what to buy or if it would even work. Besides, the whole world was starting to go digital. Maybe it was not the perfect time to invest in film.
However, I couldn't ever shake the feeling. I love my camera app that can make pictures look old and vintage-y. But sometimes you don't want something to look like the old thing. You want it to be the old thing.
Somehow, somewhere I caught wind of a Diana replica. I reasoned with myself. I put it off. I reasoned with myself some more. I went to a store and held one in my hands. I talked myself out of it and into it and out of it again.
It's not practical.
But I guess dreams are usually all those things. And as much as you talk yourself out of them, they just keep coming back like a zombie apocalypse - not that I've ever been through one or anything - until you do something about them.
I started searching Flickr and Lomography.com for anything tagged, "Diana Mini."
I pinned images on Pinterest.
And I pined.
Then I decided it would be the perfect gift to myself for turning 40.
I shot on the wrong settings half the time. See, there aren't any batteries - unless you count the flash which is an optional accessory. But there's nothing to warn you that you've got it all wrong. You have to think and imagine how the picture will turn out. You have to be in the present moment, which is sometimes a challenge when you like to dream.
Here are some early shots.
There will be so many more.
It seems made for carnivals and fairs, for bare feet and long summer afternoons, but maybe that's just because I've fallen in love with the story of it. But it's going to get used a lot this summer...I'm planning on some adventures - if only for the pictures.