A Marathon of PhotographyK. Praslowicz
Four days from now is the running of the 35th annual Grandma’s Marathon, and I’ve been preparing for it.
“You’re going to run a marathon?!”
Hell no! Bleeding nipples and uncontrollably emptying my bowels into my pants due to sheer exhaustion is not my idea of fun or pleasure. However, watching a few thousand people run these risks while a New York City-ish density of people cheers them on sure as hell gets my street photography blood pumping.
This year I’m setting myself a special marathon goal — to successfully complete a marathon of medium format film consumption. One day. One 26.2 mile footrace. One Camera. 26 (or more) rolls of 220 sized film exposed.
Should be a blast. I am anticipating spending eight or more hours on my feet shooting. I can’t wait to see the face of whoever is working at my local lab come Monday when I walk in and drop a freezer bag full of exposed film for them to process. They always seem to be a little shocked if I bring three or four in at a time.