{"id":2450,"date":"2016-10-13T02:16:05","date_gmt":"2016-10-13T00:16:05","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/kosma.pl\/diaries\/?p=2450"},"modified":"2016-10-13T02:25:06","modified_gmt":"2016-10-13T00:25:06","slug":"slide-film-is-love-pt-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kosma.pl\/diaries\/2016\/10\/13\/slide-film-is-love-pt-2\/","title":{"rendered":"slide film is love, pt. 2"},"content":{"rendered":"

Every autumn brings a sudden desire to load my camera with slide film; and with every roll, the inevitable magic happens. I shot these along Peggy’s residence project<\/a>; and as usual, those few snaps carry memories that will stay with me for the lifetime. I don’t know if slide film is the cause or result of magic.. but it always accompanies it.<\/p>\n

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Emotional attachment to a specific medium is a peculiar thing. I routinely burn through dozens of Ilford HP5+ rolls; doing everyday snaps in black&white feels like my second nature. Color negatives elicit even less emotional response – I just fire and forget<\/i> them. But slide film.. it’s different. Comparing slide film to black and white is like putting a honeymoon against a grocery trip. They don’t deserve to be compared.<\/p>\n

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The hardest part of shooting slide film isn’t the steep price of film & processing… it’s knowing just how much those photos will mean to me.<\/p>\n

It’s responsibility.<\/p>\n