In the ongoing Holga saga I accidently photographed in B mode for an entire, three week, holiday. Seven rolls of photos in various stages of blur were the result. 1. How on earth do I do this shit? 2. How is the Holga still my favorite camera when screw up so often with that thing? The answer to question no. 1 I don’t have. I surprised myself by how I could be so stupid that I didn’t look at the camera setting for three weeks. Not for the first time, too. But spilt milk and so on.
Why the Holga is still at number 1, I do know. No matter the stupid mistakes that I make, there are always some photos that are quite allright. Even in B-mode. Of course, a large part of the over 70 photos I took with the Holga in Scotland is crap. Overexposed, blurred, no good at all. But still, there are also quite a few pictures that are actually pretty nice.
Sure, these are not award winning pictures, I can see that too. But they are not all a complete failure, either. Pretty overexposed and not too sharp, but with a dreamy, kind of fairytale-like atmosphere. Especially in the black-and-white photos, which also have a kind of weird markings (dust? scratches?) that with a little goodwill could be mistaken for glitter in the sky, the unreal effect is strong. Of course, it helps when you have a landscape full of ruins and graveyards to get this slightly spooky effect. The color photographs are a little less dreamlike. They do have a certain picturesque quality. They have either a vintage sepia look because of the overexposure, or they have this purple color cast. A bit like a watercolor, if you will.
So, once again it appears that an apparent failure can sometimes produce some cool pictures after all.