These days, some things can make me feel old. In terms of years lived, I’m relatively young. But, when my son tells me about a friend at school who’s mom “must have been born in the nineteens” I can’t help but tilt my head back in disbelief. I try to explain anyone over the age of eighteen was born in the “nineteens” … and start thinking that’s the first time I’ve heard someone use that term.
Once I got over the fact that being born in a past century is a thing these days, I thought of other things that make me feel old. Since joining Steemit, photography has been on my mind more often these days. My recent reflections on film photography certainly make me grasp the veteran nature of one of my deepest passions. Something integral to my growing up is now archaic.
So, you likely won’t be surprised when I tell you of my glee when I noticed a fellow Steemit photog post some film work. When I saw this post by 
I’ve made one ode to film post already, which you can read here. In it, I share a little about the experience of using film and what it means to me. The post also features some photographs taken on a trip I took to New York City, alone, while in high-school. I wasn’t able to process and review those photos until I returned home to Alaska. No LCD screen on the back of that camera.
Speaking of “that camera” brings us to the subject at hand. I’ve shared what film means to me, now I’d like to introduce you to an old friend.
Nikon FE2
This is what started it all. For my first high-school semester of photography I had to get a camera. There were the basic, recommended models, but when the man behind the counter at Stewart’s Photo in downtown Anchorage introduced me to the FE2, it clicked. I wasn’t going to settle for anything other than a Single Lens Reflex (SLR) body: simply put, a style of camera that allows you to view through the lens before taking the photo, rather than a separate view window, and possessing a mounting system allowing interchangeable lenses.
Among the other SLR options, the FE2 was of rugged construction, dependable, and would only cost a little more. It quickly became my camera, and I could find its equal in no other. As for Stewart’s Photo, a couple very close photographer friends and I made it a regular hang-out and got to know the knowledgeable staff pretty well.
The best lens I’ve had for it (and there were a few) was the one that came with it: a Nikkor 50mm 1:1.8. A fast, prime lens, perfect for almost anything. Still a beautiful portrait lens, I’ve been known to slap it on my current digital SLR from time to time, since Nikon still uses the same mount style on cameras produced today. If this is all nonsense to you, I may explain some of the lingo in a future Photography 101 series of posts. For now, just know this little piece of glass is gravy!
The FE2 has a very decent built-in light meter. I have a range of other accessories and lenses, but most notable are a wide-angle lens and the MD-12 motor drive, providing the body with some extra heft and a firm handhold. And, of course, the benefit of being able to shoot 3.2 frames per second. This is a 8 AA battery powered motor to strap to the bottom of your camera.
The wide angle is a 19-35mm zoom; a good focal range that gets you down pretty far before any fish-eye effect starts showing. These two paired together was my grab and go setup on several occasions. One of my best buds at the time (also a photographer) rode BMX with his brother and a group of friends. They always provided me with a bike for getting around, but they dominated the realm of tricks, flips, spins, and grinds. I simply rode from point A to B.
However, I had my share of “extreme sports”. I was an avid snowboarder and I engaged in this winter endeavor with pretty much the same group of friends. Whether at a jump built on the slope of a town park, visiting the only local resort, or in the back country mountains, there were a couple cameras around and mine was always one.
I hope you enjoyed meeting my first companion in the world of film. I ran countless rolls through this beauty. Oh, and in case there’s any mystery for the younger crowd: before images were recorded by an array of active pixel sensors, rolls of a transparent plasticized base were coated with an emulsion of light sensitive crystals. The image recorded by the emulsion would be revealed after a process of “baths” in specific chemicals, dying the crystals dependent upon their exposure to light.
The images of slides and negatives used in this post are extremely poor quality and don't do the originals justice. I apologize, as I don't have a quality method to digitize them. Let's not talk about the MacGyver methods I devised to share them in this post.
Thanks for reading. I hope you enjoyed this post. If you’d like to know more about what it’s like shooting film, please check out my older post referenced earlier. Also,
When I return with my next Ode to Film I’ll be sharing a camera that uses a larger roll of film and flaunts a very peculiar appearance.
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