A recent post in the Build & Bloom photography group got me thinking about my photography journey. It didn’t start when I bought my first dslr… or my first digital camera… it actually started in the 90s with my first film camera.
Hell yeah! The Supasnaps Snapit camera. Free when developing a regular 35mm film. The height of 1980s cool.
My mum loved taking us kids out and always wanted to capture the moments for when memories fade. Needless to say, we had enough film developed for me and my two sisters to have a couple of these each. I remember having a blue one and possibly a purple one.
My mum was really supportive of our new found hobby and bought a lot of 126 films! My sisters snapped away and worked through a few films each. I was so awestruck by the gift of the camera that I was too nervous to actually take any photos. I walked around with the viewfinder permanently attached to my eye for a week. Nothing I saw felt worthy enough to immortalise forever… then when I finally gave in and clicked away, I lost the film and it was never developed. Nonetheless, walking around with the plastic viewfinder practically attached to my right eye, taught me to view the world differently.
My older sister used hers to capture our everyday life with our baby sister. Those photos represent 4 sisters just enjoying growing up together. Those are now some of the few pictures we now have of my baby sister. She passed away at 18 months. I wished I had taken more photos of that time but I have made up for it since then.
Fast forward 10 more years and my photography has transformed from hobbyist to professional. What have I learned? It’s not something I have to think about. For me it’s about capturing how I feel in a moment and trying to evoke those feelings in others.
Do you remember your first camera? Or do you have early photos you took? Even better if they were on film! I’d love to see them and share experiences.
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