I bought this "vintage" Minolta camera from a local camera shop.
(Is 1982 too recent to be considered vintage? I'm going to say yes, only because I wasn't born too long after that... Wow, time flies.)
Anyway, I bought this camera for about 50 bucks only to find out that my dad had a similar model at home, hidden away in one of the downstairs closets. Luckily, it wasn't the exact same camera so I didn't feel too bad. Plus, my dad had kept his nice leather camera case from 80s along with his Minolta and two other lenses. And now, they're all mine : )
Here's a couple of the pics I took with my first roll of film.
(Is 1982 too recent to be considered vintage? I'm going to say yes, only because I wasn't born too long after that... Wow, time flies.)
Anyway, I bought this camera for about 50 bucks only to find out that my dad had a similar model at home, hidden away in one of the downstairs closets. Luckily, it wasn't the exact same camera so I didn't feel too bad. Plus, my dad had kept his nice leather camera case from 80s along with his Minolta and two other lenses. And now, they're all mine : )
Here's a couple of the pics I took with my first roll of film.
A picnic at Jordan Lake. North Carolina.
I adore these cowboy boots.
At home.
The love of my life, Louie. And my foot. And my slippers.
Where I can go to escape.