After a dirty dozen or so years of frustrated and dusty regret I was lured back to my plastic box of fickle and fumbling plastic toy cameras, and into rediscovering the world of pot luck and uncertainty in photographic terms. Here are a few images from this retro hipster dream machine, shot on 35mm Kodak cine film and Fuji Acros.
Although most were technical failures, such is the nature of these beasts from the east, but I actually like the raw imperfect goodness you can tease out of them.
A date with Holga next up?
