Week 8: Fuji Instax. Abandoned office and a new beginning.

I’m losing my way a bit here, but bear with me.  I knew there’d be glitches.

So – time to call in the Instax.  And a lunchtime trip to an abandoned office with the house mamil.  Fortunately,  I consider this perhaps more of a treat than a ribbon wrapped box from Pandora.  I think.  Okay, I’ve never actually experienced that but I’m pretty sure that half an hour spent with oddly itchy legs, carefully seeking out solid bits of floor whilst hoping nothing disturbed the falling in ceiling at that very moment is much much more the thing for me.

I’ve got mixed feelings about ‘urban exploring’, ‘ruin porn’ and that whole shebang but this was fun.  The water had poured through the roof, bringing down the false ceiling and great clods of insulation which let the light flood in, so it appeared to be illuminated.  I picked my way over loose parquet floor (which I figured must have been laid on a solid foundation) and felt a little better when I deduced that the pile of poo on a block of foam definitely wasn’t human.  I didn’t much fancy opening the door at the back of the office though…

The outdoor shots, still taken on auto, were over exposed.  I rather liked the mossy carpet at the back of the building and temporarily developed a strange infatuation with a tree that had grown in a rather tiny enclosed concrete square where the building didn’t quite tessellate.  Plucky little tree.

 

And then – to my amusement – I experienced that age old problem.  Two shots to take before the end of the ‘roll’.  So, the camera popped out in the rain to visit our new studio space.  It’s just on the edge of Leicester so we’ll get to gaze upon the National Space Centre from the balcony.  Expect to see a lot more of this scene, though hopefully slightly less grey!

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And then it was time to have stab at parenting.  This photo is from my (brave) spot on The Teenager’s bed as I threw forward bits of design based help I’m sure he didn’t really need.  We’ve often spoken of the importance of taking photos of the ordinary and the lack of record of my teenage bedroom, which was some distance from ordinary and now only exists in folklore. Think Joe Orton’s/Kenneth Halliwell’s room crossed with the trappings of a teenage goth and you’re about there. For some strange reason my parents saw fit to obliterate it when I left.

Z keeps a much less alarming room, even though he’s inherited my noticeboard and doodlings.  I’ve just noticed that’s one of the first film shots I took and printed over his PC.  Aww.  Anyway, he’d actually asked me to take a proper picture to document his room so we’ll call this flash assisted effort a test shot.
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NB.  I do not have a cat to waste my last frames on.  Well, I do – but I’ll need to dig her up.

13 thoughts on “Week 8: Fuji Instax. Abandoned office and a new beginning.

  1. I didn’t really know what an Instax was, so I Googled it and ended up at this website: http://instax.com/ The site says: “With the instax mini, you can turn an ordinary day into a special day filled with smiling faces”. All the evidence was there; cool people wearing primary colours with perfect smiles and loads of good looking friends. There wasn’t an abandoned office building anywhere.
    It seems that you are truly pushing the boundaries of what the instax can do and taking it beyond the purpose that the manufacturer had in mind. So, congratulations and I look forward to more!

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  2. You are teaching us new words – it was mamil for me. What a completely useful and timely word, there are flocks of mamils around these parts.

    I just bought an instax mini 8 in a thrift store – someone must have tired of it because it still works “perfectly”. And although the way it takes photos is far from perfection it does have a nice vibe as you have shown here. Great idea to take it on an urbex shoot. A nicely rebellious act to take a toy for a genre that many treat (too?) seriously.

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    • Heh – a mamil is a shocking thing to find in your home. There’s all sort of cold and mud based hardships they wish to share when they return from a ride as well (I’m going to be so in trouble if he reads this). A friend of mind hoses hers down in the garden.

      I can see how the instax mini 8 would end up in a thrift stall – they aren’t the best looking and are expensive to feed. I’ve got a Neo Classic which is rather handsome so it can stay! It was hard to handle in that environment as the pics needed darkness so it was a faff with my bag and other cameras. Managed to resist HDR though 😉

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  3. I especially like the exterior shot with the overturned chair, as if someone had just leaped up and run off. Also the photo of the teen in his (strangely neat) habitat. Instax has frustrated the hell out of me so far but it is a handy little thing sometimes. You’ve definitely got closer to mastering it than i have.

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    • 🙂 Thanks. The Instax demands that I’m not too precious – it’s fun.

      NB. The teenager periodically empties his room into the rest of the house. I’m still recovering from last summer’s purge…

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