For my birthday last year, I got myself a Diana Baby from the Lomography Embassy Store in Amsterdam. I’ve always wanted a Diana, and this seemed to be the perfect thing, since it was so small (it is a 110 film camera) that I owned absolutely no duplicates of it. That first photo is the first one I took with it—a multi-x of my face and the apartment we had rented out for the short duration we were there.
I really miss Amsterdam. It was my favorite stop.
This is the area in which we stayed in. We stayed quite a bit of ways away from the city center. I don’t think we even went to the Red Light District, but I didn’t want to go there with my parents, so I guess that’s kind of a blessing.
Walking in beautiful Amsterdam. <3
Speaking in terms of ease of use, this camera is awesome. I think it’s not a necessary one or the best pick if you had to pick only the essentials, but if you want a small and compact camera that churns out little squares of prettiness (
Instagram, cough), this is your guy.
The cons I see here are that it doesn’t do so well in indoor, low-light environments, and it costs so much money for a roll of 24 shots. Still, I’m one of those nutters who’d dare declare it “worth it.” There’s always been a certain charm to film photographs. I find that there is a bit of a quietness about them, a genuine stillness that is hard to replicate with digital photography.
This is the train station we went on to go from Amsterdam to Brussels, which we walked around in for a few hours, while waiting for the train to London, which I realize I hadn’t even written about yet. For shame~ Just kidding. I think I got overwhelmed with updating. It happens.
Stepping out of the train station. We left our bags at the train lockers, so all I had with me were some film cameras—this one, and a Nikon FM2. This was after the moment we realized that Tintin was Belgian and not French.