It sounds odd to say, but it used to
bother me a little to think about what I should say when someone asks
me why I would be shooting film in this day and age. In truth it's
something I've only actually been asked a few times, but it wasn't
supposed to be a question I had difficulty answering so it bothered
me that it was. The trouble, I think, was that I was trying to
formulate an answer in the kind of terms I thought potential
questioners would be expecting – something about resolution,
contrast range or an aesthetic quality digital can't match. There may
be some truth in these things I suppose, but honestly even if there
weren't I'd still be shooting film and I suspect the same is probably
true for other film photographers who answer along these lines.
One of my all time favorite images from the RB67. When I think back to my \mindset when this was taken I can't imagine I would have been moved to do a shot like this if I had been using the old DSLR. |
When I think about what it is that
brought me back to shooting film though, the answer becomes perfectly
clear. It's simple. I shoot film because it's something I have the
luxury of doing. This begs the obvious question of course -
luxurious how, what's so luxurious about it? We can obviously rule
out any notion of luxury in the personal comfort sense, if you got
the chance to lug my full medium format kit any distance you'd know
that. It's more like the way a classic automobile might be a luxury
to drive even though it might lack some of the personal comfort
features like MP3 stereo or air conditioning that can be found in the
average compact car these days.
That, at least, is closer to the
flavour of what I mean, but not very satisfying as an explanation
which is probably what took me so long to come round to it. It's easy
to imagine engaging in the activity of driving around in a classic
car without a care for the idea of getting anywhere in particular,
but harder to imagine doing photography without some concern for the
photograph that will ultimately be produced. I've been doing this for
a long time and have a pretty heavy intellectual investment in the
whys and wheretofores of using a camera to get the kind of results I
wanted. An ill-defined notion such as luxury didn't seem to have a
place within this corpus.
This is coming around to what lead to
my own return to film roughly a year ago after shooting primarily
digital for the previous seven or eight years. As this blog is in its
infancy though, perhaps a wee bit of personal history would be in
order here.
Somewhere back in the early 80's or so
photography began to transform from that weird thing my parents were
so preoccupied with to something I couldn't get enough of. By my early
20's I blacked out the windows in the bedroom of my first bachelor
pad to accommodate a rugged if more than a little rough around the
edges 4x5 enlarger of unknown manufacture with exposed fibre based
prints being shuffled off to the bathroom (thankfully windowless) for
development.
Life happened, a marriage and kids, and
passions were inevitably tempered by necessity, responsibility and
the fact I was sharing my life with someone who wasn't going to be
happy with a combination dressing table/enlarger stand, but never
were they in any danger of being extinguished. Somewhere in the
mid-naughts (or whatever you prefer to call that decade from 2000 to
2010) I took to digital as did nearly everyone else, feeling
satisfied it was the perfect way forward. No more film to purchase or
run out of, no more limitations because of the darkroom I no longer
had, no more committing to shooting a particular stock for the next
36 exposures or waiting to see the results.
An image made with the Contax IIa using the classic Zeiss 50mm f/1.5 Sonnar. |
I could never tear myself away from
film completely though. Despite the rationale I set for myself said I
could save the money I'd spend on film and get images that I could do
more with far more easily if I would just shoot everything with
digital, there was no extricating myself from the mystique of film.
At one point I even got caught up in it enough to buy myself a
classic Contax IIa, though I sold that a few years later in light of
the facts that a) I really preferred using my 35mm Nikons and b) it
had appreciated to nearly double what I paid for it. Still, film
remained a sideline and I figured it always would. I'd turn to it now
and again. You know, the occasional luxury.
Something was bugging me about digital
though. I'm a black and white guy at heart, but most of my final
images were still colour. Make all the arguments you want about the
final results being the same, shooting a colour image then converting
in post processing is not the same as shooting black and white, and
setting the camera to monochrome mode is just a placebo that loses
its effect when you know you're still shooting in colour then turning
all the conversion decisions over to the camera which it performs
before showing you the image. The more I learned about the digital
sensors the more of a compromise they seemed and soon I could barely
stand the thought of shooting colour digital in order to get to a
black and white final image. True monochrome digital is possible but
the only options seemed to be the stratospherically priced Leica M
Monochrome or an online tutorial I found from a guy who was scraping
the colour Bayer matrix off digital sensors allowing nearly full
monochrome capture on those occasions he managed not to completely
ruin the chip. Film had remained an occasional indulgence for me
because digital seemed to make more sense logically, but that logic
seemed to be crumbling.
This was enough to get me poking around
to see what various film cameras were going for on eBay. At the time
I had been weighing my options for the next DSLR upgrade (the third
time in eight years I was feeling hopelessly behind the times and
there was nothing functionally wrong with the DSLRs I was using) but
when I realized I could put together a whole medium format system for
the price of some of the cheaper DSLRs I had been looking at I just
couldn't bring myself to look at digital bodies any longer. Thinking
I would probably regret it (I may never have been so wrong about
something) a Mamiya RB67 complete with lens, 120 back and waist-level
finder were soon on their way to me.
Since it arrived I've only ventured to
use digital for what I'd consider creative work once, but I'll save
my thoughts on that illuminating experience for another day. Suffice
it to say that the DSLR I once thought of as ripe for replacement is
now a perfectly satisfactory utility camera, good for auction photos,
blog illustrations and maybe a quick grab shot if the dog does
something really funny. I really thought I was just putting off
updating my digital equipment when I succumbed to the urge to pick up
the medium format package, figuring at best I'd end up shooting a
50/50 mix of film and digital. It didn't take long to realize that
wouldn't be the case.
Photography has been important to me
since about my mid teens but since the live-in darkroom days had
passed it's usually taken a back seat to other interests and
obligations. While there were periods when I gave it more attention,
it was never with the same passion I felt for it back in the day. I
figured I had just gotten older, taken a more mature view of things
and to some extent moved on. It turns out I was wrong about that. By
the time a couple of rolls had made their way through the Mamiya it
was clear it wasn't me that had changed, just how I was doing
photography. The passion had been there all along, patiently waiting
for me to come to my senses.
This is just the path I took, but the
realization it lead to is one I'm sure I share with countless others.
It's worth while, I believe, to ask ourselves just what it is about
shooting film that should make this so, but it's nothing that needs
to be analysed or justified. Seen in this light all those film
versus digital debates with their MTF charts and bean counting tallys
seem pretty silly.