I made a promise to myself at the start of the year that I would take more photos this year, including getting reacquainted with my film camera. I have had a very old Olympus OM2 for the last 8 years, and it travelled everywhere with me when we lived abroad. I captured some beautiful shots with it, despite it having a broken (and unfixable) light meter and that I work on a ‘one shot only’ rule when it comes to taking individual film photos. Lets just say it’s my lucky camera, which has served me and my limited technical knowledge well when it has come to using traditional photography methods. Unfortunately my beloved camera broke a few years back, at the same time that two local traditional camera shops closed down in our City. It was seeming harder than ever to keep up the beautiful traditions of film work. By some strike of luck or fate, I found a glitchy method to winding the film on and resetting it after each photo taken – so with a battery change and a dust off, my old camera was back to working again. Even developing film feels like some kind of secret underground mission these days. After calling several photo printing services around the UK, nobody could develop the particular black and white film I had shot as a test roll on my newly working (or was it?) camera. Finally my cousin Fraser (avid film shooter) offered to send my film off to a guy with a dark room, who was able to provide us with negatives which Fraser scanned and sent back to me. Alas – my camera is back to working again, and I couldn’t be happier. Here are some of the test shots; from a local botanic garden (my happy place) and of my niece, Shyla.