When I shot my first roll of Lomochrome Purple in the spring, I thought that it was pretty interesting. But I also thought that there just wasn’t enough green around to make it amazing. I decided then that I’d need to try again in the summer for sure, but also in the fall. In the […]Read More: Lomochrome Purple, part two
I took Lomochrome Turquoise film to the beach, the swamp, the farm, the river, and the coffee shop. In some cases it looked like a whole other planet (for better or for worse), and in others it resulted in just a pleasant teal tinge. Take a look!Read More: The Otherworldly Vibe of Lomochrome Turquoise
The third and final installment in my Lomochrome Metropolis adventures. I took it with me on the railroad, and got what I think are the best photos yet.Read More: Trains and Train Stations
This is part two of my experiences with Lomochrome Metropolis film. This time I took it on the boardwalk at the Jersey Shore, which is objectively a more appropriate location than the previous place I took it. Come see how it did capturing boardwalk stalls and amusement rides.Read More: Point Pleasant Beach
A few months ago I got a roll of Lomochrome Metropolis film, which is meant to result in muted tones with occasional pops of color. It’s designed to be right at home in a city. So naturally, the first place I took it was to an old mill surrounded by trees and water. Read on to see if that went as well (or as poorly) as you might think it went.Read More: The Red Mill
Two cameras: one digital, one 35mm filled with LomoChrome Purple film. Two sets of images: one normal, one otherworldly. Come see the results of my first experience with this fun film, and compare each image to the digital scene to see how the colors were changed!Read More: LomoChrome Purple!
I don’t know if it’s the Spring air or what, but I feel enthusiastic again about picking up the camera. I’ve signed up for a prompt-based flower photography class for May, and I’ve picked up a roll of LomoChrome Purple film to play with.Read More: Climbing out of my rut