I was documenting Clementine’s cake on my favourite Christmas present, my Fuji Instax 210. It’s like a Polaroid but not, and the colours are similar to what I used to get on my SX-70 before the film disappeared entirely (except for those lucky enough to have credit cards and, you know, money. Oh that.)
Adventures with my new, favourite, giant beast of a camera have involved adventures with the flash. I hate flash. And it would seem that if you want to take a photo with this puppy indoors, the flash will inevitably go off and ruin your perfect composition. Or what you thought was a perfect composition but was slightly askew due to the discrepancies between viewfinder and lens.
I wanted to get the tablecloth in the shot, because the tablecloth is perhaps the second most important aspect of our Holloway Road food blog. I fiddled with the flash button to see if that would turn it off, but alas, the flash pinged anyway. So I went outdoors, into the late afternoon Holloway Road no-light.
Perfect. Lesson learnt. Never shoot indoors.