Non particular irregular8mm test shots. In camera Fuji digital. Unimportant subjects. Casual stuff trial-and-erroring more and less glass, more or less bounce, how much faux-sprocket skipping, focusing on flares, chasing that feeling of being inside those tiny viewfinders, reflex or otherwise. Shooting out of old S8 and reg8 cams sometimes felt like you were looking out of tiny well up at the sun with your fingers crossed that the fresh cartridge of Ektachrome wasn’t going to bind up and leave you 25 dollars poorer. Test shots here on unimportant scenes of how to reach into the past and pinch off a part of that feeling. Though, shooting this way, you don’t have to wait a month for the Kodak E6 kit to arrive by mail to pick up at Dot Dotsons on Willamette St. so you can sleep while the open chemicals dance on your brain in your bedroom hand-process-DIY-super8-darkroom/lab in 1990’s Eugene, Oregon. Oh, that was just us? Was it the color developer that was most toxic? Had to be the chems in the glass bottles and not the plastics. A little color developer never hurt no one.
