Brownie 127 (not a recipe and not the Girl Guides)

My old man gave me a camera. He gave me the camera in the same way he gave me his stash of whiskey, and Physical Graffiti and L.A. Woman on vinyl. I took them, wondering if he would ever notice.

I’ve carried this camera around for years. It has been in at least four different places that I’ve lived. That might say more about my lifestyle. Until last month, I’d never sought out film for it.

The Kodak Brownie 127 was billed as an affordable Bakelite camera that anyone could use. The hardest part is threading the film onto the spool. I wanted to take photos of my family with it. The results were very mixed.

If I ever financially recover from this – buying the wrong film at first, buying the right film, paying to develop what it turned out were seven photos – then I’ll invest in a flash or only shoot outdoors. Those are the options.

Either way, it was fun to have a play with and the grain on some of these is beautiful.

Me, Shoebury East Beach
E, Shoebury East Beach
Dad
Edd
Herb


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