While my wife continues to train for a marathon, I’ve been getting my steps in by taking photos around town. I wanted to try something new, so I rolled a batch of redscale from Fuji 400. The resulting images were cool but they weren’t quite apocalyptic enough for me, so I set about abusing them in creative ways.
I started by forgetting everything I knew about caring for and handling film negatives, followed by a quick dip in bleach and a bath in tapwater. I then experimented with a lighter and a heat gun, letting the film warp, curl, and bubble. I may have burned myself in the process, and I shudder to think about what I was inhaling.
I then pressed the negatives into the film carrier on a Plustek OpticFilm scanner. Color correction was mostly guesswork, but this is art, so realism wasn’t the goal here.
