Camera Wanderings #6:The No. 1 Autographic Kodak JR 120 Folder & Ilford Ortho-Plus Film

[Andrew O'Neill]

Wandering around with a friend's grandmother's Kodak Autographic No. 1 Jr and Ortho Plus film.



From the roll: (Xtol 1+1)

 

[MattKing]

Thanks Andrew - I subscribed!

 

[Andrew O'Neill]

Thank you, Matt! Looking forward to our meet up on the 21st with Braxus...not Sunday. Monday...

 

[MarkS]

That was the first camera I ever used... shot one roll with it when I was 14 or so. It's long gone of course.

 

[Andrew O'Neill]

That was the first camera I ever used... shot one roll with it when I was 14 or so. It's long gone of course.

That's great to hear, Mark! Tell me more! How did you come into possession of one? Do you remember what roll of film you used?

 

[MarkS]

The camera had belonged to my father's parents. When at 13 or 14 I expressed an interest in photography, my dad dug it out and gave it to me. I had only the faintest idea of how to use it, of course. We went on a family vacation to a cabin on a lake in Canada, and I shot one roll there, and another over the following winter. The film must have been sent to the drugstore for processing. This would have been in about 1969...

The strange part is that I recently (like last week) made some prints from the few surviving negatives. It's part of a small project to reprint family pictures for the next generations. Both my parents have passed, and so the pictures interest me more now; I'm making 4x6 images on 5x7 paper for all of their descendants.
The film must have been Verichrome Pan (there are no markings). The pictures are poorly composed and focused, exposures are, ummm, variable... yet I've been able to make prints from three negatives that are worth having; maybe one more to come. (The other strange part is that those negatives have survived.)

A year or two later after that, my interest in photography revived, and I began to really learn; that has led to a full career in the trade/craft/art. But that's another story.

 

[Andrew O'Neill]

The camera had belonged to my father's parents. When at 13 or 14 I expressed an interest in photography, my dad dug it out and gave it to me. I had only the faintest idea of how to use it, of course. We went on a family vacation to a cabin on a lake in Canada, and I shot one roll there, and another over the following winter. The film must have been sent to the drugstore for processing. This would have been in about 1969...

The strange part is that I recently (like last week) made some prints from the few surviving negatives. It's part of a small project to reprint family pictures for the next generations. Both my parents have passed, and so the pictures interest me more now; I'm making 4x6 images on 5x7 paper for all of their descendants.
The film must have been Verichrome Pan (there are no markings). The pictures are poorly composed and focused, exposures are, ummm, variable... yet I've been able to make prints from three negatives that are worth having; maybe one more to come. (The other strange part is that those negatives have survived.)

A year or two later after that, my interest in photography revived, and I began to really learn; that has led to a full career in the trade/craft/art. But that's another story.

Thanks Mark!

 

[Andrew O'Neill]

Great stuff Andy!
I have never had the pleasure of trying a 120 folder ... someday!
Thanks!!

Thanks, darr! I'm looking forward to do a little street wandering with it, as well as my Grand Dad's old Brownie Six-20. Have a great day!