I recently decided to meet up with an old girlfriend, Joy.
She’s still lovely even at the ripe old age of 35, and has worn rather well. She can still kick ass if she’s allowed.
So I took her out for a spin. And boy, did I revel in her smooth sensuous shape, built to enable a firm grip on her smooth curves and hold her tight. When her button was pressed, she made a noise that, well, just made me weak at the knees.
Seeing through her eyes was a revelation. Big wide and beautiful, she let in the scene and invited you in. Why did I ever neglect her for so long?
That’s when I met her twin, Frustration.
Frustration is a dumpy roll of a girl who needs persuading to do anything well. And these two, well they are inseparable. You can’t have one without the other… So, as it’s been over a decade since I sampled their undoubted charms, I decided to dip my wick once again into their ocean. Having taken Joy out and about, I took Frustration to Clogs, that well known high street outlet that also does prophylactics, which is just as well as I was about to get screwed.
An hour later they gave me a seedy disc of Frustration to take home. Here is Joy, my faithful old Nikon FM2 and my equally old 85mm f1.4 lens. And below are the results.
Shot at f2.8 at 250th sec under a mixture of daylight and horrid fluorescent, it was a hard test. The Fuji film was then taken to a high street outlet for processing to CD. The so-called HiRes file turned out to be only 1800 x 1200. And, as you can see, it’s a very processed digital image, with the skin texture resembling ink jet dithering. While this might be ok viewed on a phone screen, it’s really horrible close up. At least my own scan, using an obsolete Epson 4800 flat bed scanner, shows some of the real film grain.
The real moral of the story is go to a dedicated processor with some hi end film scanning equipment. Sure, it costs more, but you will suffer less frustration. Joy!