My beloved polaroid camera accompanied me on my trip to South West France, where we spent a week camping and surfing in the beautiful Basque Country. Here are some polaroid memories from our week with Star Surf Camps.
I love my polaroid camera. It’s easy to use, I can take it anywhere and for a point-and-shoot camera, the prints are of a pretty good quality. It accompanied me on my latest trip to the Greek island Lefakda, which I had never heard of before booking flights there a couple of months ago.
During my week surfing in South West France, we took a day trip to the glittering surf town of Biarritz. Located on the rocky coast of the French Basque Country, this opulent seaside town boasts beautiful 19th century architecture as well as some of Europe’s best waves.
It took seventeen hours to get there, on a cramped and crowded overnight coach from a very dark and dismal Dover. But once we had set foot on the sun-bathed beaches of Moliets-et-Maa that morning, all memories of broken coach toilets, uncomfortable sleeping positions and sticky floors had disappeared.
The anticipation of developing a roll of film. Feeling the shutter close with a mechanical snap and winding the stiff film forwards. Positioning your subject perfectly in the view-finder, because you know you won’t be taking the same photograph twice. These are a few reasons why I still shoot film.
After my beloved Pentax P-30 broke down for the third time last year, I decided it was time to part with the camera that started my love affair with film (sob). So, after a brief sabbatical from film photography, the time came for me to invest in my next 35mm picture-taker.
My first time shooting film abroad was on a trip to Tenerife in 2013, and for this reason these photos have become some of my favourites.