Art
Being an artist means sometimes you really just “fuck around and find out.” That was not the case the other day when I had an idea. I found a location, established two ideas, and gave it the good ol college try and did not succeed. This is the intersection of where art and technicality come into play. I did everything right. I loaded the film in my Pentax 67 correctly. Not that you can mess that up.. I went to the location. I metered properly. I made all 12 photos properly. I did everything by the book.
When I went to pick the film up I saw it hanging from the clip. The negatives looked a bit thing. Shit. This isn’t good. The owner of the shop expressed he thinks the shutter wasnt opening all the way. Possible. Each frame has an unexposed portion of the film on it. I started to think, could it be the battery, could it have been when I was trying to get the film to stay closed by the little tab you rub against your tongue. Could it be anything but a costly repair to this beautiful machine? I hope so.
I purchased my Pentax 67 in January of 2020 at Sam’s in Hollywood. It appeared to be brand new. Thee absolute cleanest used camera of that age bracket I own. I have used it twice since then due to an extreme amount of commercial work in the last 4 years. I plan to use it more this year and have hope to bring it with me on some travels. Or so I hope..
The subjectivity of art allows us to reappropriate work as we need to. This is truly the beauty of art and design as a whole. You could call it professional growth, the development of myself as an artist, or just general creativity. While I can not confirm the functionality of the camera yet, what I did do was take the accident and turn it into something intentionally unintentional. The technically perfect image I was going for, the beauty I was trying to capture, did not go according to plan. Instead, I made something else instead.
