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My experiment with 600 manipulation

you can get the trouble light and bulb for about ten bucks. It spreads pretty even once you defuse it. I like to defuse it at the light and at the negative. Seems to get rid of the hot spot. Also I found a small program that will convert negs to GOOD positives without photoshop so now the system is complete. I just don't like to do color anyway.

By the by we are neighbors I'm from high point.
 
So I got brave and switched that film over the first shot was white(as I expected it to be) the second black...I'm going to try one more and see if it's just the setting if it's not then the stinking batteries have gone dead after two clicks of the shutter...grrrrr :grumpy:
 
patriciao82173 said:
I have an Aunt that just moved near there. I'm in Greenville.

Down in the sandhills.... Well it's nice to get out in the old farms there and shoot im sure. Great place for paper negs, or primative photos.
 
I have probably butchered more polaroid cameras than you are years old and I wouldn't shoot a single exposure of their film.

I have made a few polaroid pin holes from the plastic super shooters(to sell) but I wouldn't be caught dead with a pack of that stuff.

I only come in here because Terri reminds me of someone....
 
mysteryscribe said:
I have probably butchered more polaroid cameras than you are years old and I wouldn't shoot a single exposure of their film.

I have made a few polaroid pin holes from the plastic super shooters(to sell) but I wouldn't be caught dead with a pack of that stuff.

I only come in here because Terri reminds me of someone....
Now that's freaky. Another ex-wife, I presume? :-P

You're hostile to Polaroid film. boo. hiss. I luv it. :mrgreen:
 
patriciao82173 said:
I'm wouldn't touch that one with a 100 foot pole.
Oh come on, Patricia....where's your sense of adventure? :lol:

I don't mind being compared to Magda the Nude Painter....there are certainly worse things out there to remind people of. In fact, I am betting she was quite the kick to be around. :mrgreen: Hail, Magda!! :hail:
 
Magda was the blonde painter love of my life of course....<not to be confused with the slum madam love of my life, or the gypsy love of my life> She rented a loft above a pool room. She had no money of course... I was a cop with the local pd at the time.

There were two apartments above that poolroom. I had one, she had the other. Her apartment was funished salvation army retro and mine had a telephone with a thirty foot cord.

I can remember eating salad at her place from a soup pot, because we had no salad bowl and no small bowls either. It was salad in the middle of the table with one fork each. God I loved those days.
 

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