If you have been a follower of the Film Photography Project (FPP), you probably are aware that they are the only seller in the US of "factory fresh" Svema film, which is a Ukrainian-based factory. The FPP has been buying miles of the film, and you can purchase it from them by the roll, or in bulk rolls. Earlier, I tested a bunch of the Svema films, and really have liked the different stocks that I have tried. The redscale was certainly unique. The Svema FN64 is another "keeper." Most of the Svema films appear to be on a Polyester base (PET?), which in the case of Svema 100, is whisper-thin, but tough as nails. You cannot rip it. This also makes me wonder what the original application of the film was for. Traffic or military surveillance? In any event, there are no flashed edge markings in the film sprockets, or other identification. I obtained a bulk roll of 100 feet from the FPP, and because it is definitely thinner than acetate-based films, the roll seems more compact. The film is easy to load into cassettes, and I suspect that one could easily fit 48 frames in a standard cassette. However, I try to be in the 30-35 frame range when I load.
Developers -- I used the standard recommended developer for this film - D-76 1:1 for 11.5 minutes at 20 deg. C. The Massive Development chart lists HC110 dilution B for 11 minutes for an ISO of 200. I have enough to experiment with, so I may try Rodinal for 6 min at 1:25 just to see what I get. Mike Raso uses D-76 full-strength for 6 minutes.
I shot a roll with my Nikkormat EL and a 45mm 2.8 GN Nikkor (which is quite the "pancake lens") last week, and developed the film the same night. The film went fairly easily into my plastic Jobo reel, and I processed as described above in D-76. It takes only a short time for the film to dry. I would say that it is totally different from traditional emulsions. One thing to note -- since this film is so thin, make sure that your take-up spool grabs it positively before you start shooting.
The film lies very flat in the scanning holders with no cupping or curling, and scans beautifully. I used my Epson V700 scanner at 2400 dpi, 8 bit-gray scale, and below are some of the images that resulted. Overall, I like the grain and the tonality of the film, and as I shoot more with it, I'll have more opportunity to tweak it in the development process.
Sunday, August 30, 2015
Sunday, August 23, 2015
As a photographer, I want to know what motivates people to shoot, and what influenced them in their careers. A third aspect comes to the fore here as well, and that is her love of the Virginia countryside, especially the mountains, where she grew up. It's the land and the light that moves her. and I get exactly what she's saying. Yes, she does describe some of her work as a photographer, as well as the fallout about her photography that used her children as subjects. It's very interesting, and thought-provoking.
The fourth aspect of the book that stands out, is the dichotomy and interlacing of black and white cultures in the South. Sally contrasts the beauty of the South, and the ugly truth of apartheid that has permeated the history there. Sally writes, after finding a nondescript burial in the fields of Mississippi: "Out in the middle of nowhere, I contemplated this paradoxical scene so emblematic of the plucky, undiminished South, a no-frills monument to the intractability of the overworked soil and the practical, impoverished, generous people who have long tried to wring a living from it."
This is a complex book, focusing on her family history, her personal history, finding photography, living as an artist, finding love, finding beauty, and some timeless truths about love, art, redemption, and the continuum of life. If Sally Mann had never taken a photograph, we would have been poorer for it, but she's equally skilled as a storyteller, and Hold Still will have a hold on you.
Hold Still. A Memoir With Photographs by Sally Mann. 2015. Little, Brown and Company. 482 pp. ISBN 978-0-316-24776-4.
I should add, after all this, that Sally Mann came to Ann Arbor in 2012 and spoke as part of the Penny W. Stamps School of Art and Design's lecture series. She was fantastic, and some of the content in Hold Still was part of her lecture.
This year, Argus Day was August 15. It amazes me that I have shot on nearly all of the Argus Days since 2002. Started in 2001, by a small group of Argus-lovers, Argus Day has endured and remains "an event." Usually, I use my most trust-worthy Argus - an Argus C-3 or a C-4 that I have shot with previously, and have gotten good results with. I mean, why would I want to risk lousy results on this one day? However, this year I tried something different. My daughter's Argus collection still remains in the house, so I borrowed what appeared to be a working Argus Markfinder, also known as the Argus 21. The shutter speeds seemed to work, and I figured I could live with the guestimated focusing, as the Markfinder (so named for the cross-hairs in the middle of the viewfinder) does not have a rangefinder like it's offspring, the C-4. One other difference from the C-4 is that the lens on the Markinder is removable to use as an enlarger lens. Those post-war Argus people though of everything, didn't they? The cameras have the same shutter mechanism (or at least sound like it!), and overall control placement. However, I have rarely seen a Markfinder in working condition, so the one pictured here got used for Argus Day. So did an Argus A I have held onto for some time. It's an plain-vanilla A, an early version with a single sprocket inside. The glass was clear, and the shutter speeds and aperture work. There is no focusing with this model.
I met up with Patti Smith and Christy Hoffman at Camera Mall, and Desmond took our photo. Then, Patti was off to shoot at an old-time baseball game. George Lavoie showed up right after, and he and I walked around Ann Arbor's downtown and did some shooting. It was a sunny day, so Sunny-16 was easy. Both cameras were loaded with Arista 100 Ultra, which is Fortepan 100. One thing I like about the film is the way it lies flat in the scanner's film holders. Rodinal 1:25 for 6 minutes is a good developer for this film.
One of the things I have not liked about the C-4 and now the Markfinder, is that the film winding is likely to pull the film off the spool if it is a reloaded cassette. There is little feedback from the tension in the film, as one might find with any SLR. So, I ended up shooting for a fair bit after the roll was fully wound onto the take-up spool. Once I realized this, I waited to open the camera until I got to the darkroom. The Argus A seemed a bit sloppy in film winding, and whether is is due to the single sprocket or the age of the camera, I could not tell. Using the camera is pretty simple. I was amused with George using a nice-looking Argus Matchmatic. It took him some time to get used to the quirky EV settings on the camera, as well as the very clunky (typical Brick) controls. These old cameras do force you to think about what you are doing, if you are used to the digital world, and modern controls -- while technologically complex, are easy to use.
So, what about the results from the day? After I developed the film (both rolls in one Jobo tank), it was obvious that the Markfinder had seriously overexposed the film. All the negatives were dense, so the shutter speed when set at 100, was more like 1/25. It was especially obvious when a a blurred motorcyclist appeared in one frame, which would have been fine at 1/100 sec. The negatives from the Argus A were pretty good, but there were spots where the sprockets had been torn. I know I was advancing the film properly, so I am puzzled about that. Anyway, with scanning, I was able to adjust the results from the Markfinder to a certain degree, but there is only so much one can do.
There is some vignetting in the Argus A, which is not necessarily a bad thing. I think Lomography should embrace the Argus A, so that they become more valuable. It certainly fits in with the Lomo aesthetic. One last Argus A comment -- when I opened the back to remove the film, the pressure plate fell off. That 75-year old glue just doesn't hold the way it used to.