Having paid Adorama just over two hundred dollars for the new Minolta SRT 101 and prime lens, some film, and four filters, I was so excited to carry around the camera! I actually took the first roll to a lab in Manhattan, paid too much (at least in contrast to The Darkroom) just to be able to see the photos the next day. Most were fabulous. But some had the weird black thing, which actually ruined, um, a few photos. About two weeks later, it dawned on me that I was not moving the film advancer all the way. Oops.
I am not a photographer at all, let alone a wedding photography. I am solely an officiant. But I do know my trusty old Minolta SRT 100 adorned with a M Rokkor-x 50 f/1.4, which is an analog SLR 35mm camera with a stunning prime lens that has lived a longer life than myself. These old cameras are sturdier than digital, and I personally love the look of grainy, textured black and white film. Back in May 2012, I decided that for each day of the upcoming winter, I’d publish a photo or two from my past ceremonies (people, places, and/or things)—the good and bad, as a reminder that mistakes happen. These images are low-resolution scans of negatives. I generally used Ilford, mostly HP5, because I preferred its look and longevity. I never used a flash, but I love filters.