These are a few of my favorites:
This military grade lens was made for shooting 4×5 film from airplanes on recon missions during World War II. It has thorium mixed into its elements, and is radioactive.
I discovered this twin lens camera in a consignment shop out west. It was 1993, and I was living in a van behind my friend’s house in Boulder, working as a prep cook. I’d been shooting 35mm for years, and was hungry to switch up. A few months later I rode a camel across the Australian outback with this camera around my neck. It was the first cohesive body of work I ever made.
I found this little gem at a garage sale in NE Minneapolis, at the bottom of a cardboard box full of cameras. They wanted $40 for the whole shebang. There was a Hasselblad in there as well. (thx for the tip D.J. Bezek). This is my newest camera, and current favorite. It’s the same model that Robert Frank used to shoot his seminal photo book THE AMERICANS in the 1950s.
A photographer could go their entire career without shooting an 8×10 camera; I wanted to make sure that didn’t to happen to me. The great thing about Sinar cameras is that they are interchangeable, like legos. For a smaller format, this camera breaks down into 4×5, and shoots with a digital back in place of film.
When my dad shut down his machine shop, he sold off all of the equipment. Any tools that were left over, he divided between his grand children. But he saved the typewriter for me. After 50 years of sitting in a grubby, oil-infused environment, I can still smell my dad’s shop when I lift the cover and take a whiff. It’s my inheritance. And I’m not talking about the typewriter. What I mean is this: my parents sent me out into the world to become a journalist and tell stories. 30 years later, I’m doing exactly that. Thank you mom and dad for providing the tools.