They seem past centuries from the film cameras that we had with us in the backpack the day of the trip with the school.

The films you could buy her anywhere,at the supermarket,to the tobacconist'shop or the late comer as me they refolded on the last stop of the bus to purchase it at the Autogrill.we have photographed everything,the feet,the alleys, our friends' companies that regularly they went out with the cut head,the concerts and the parties in house.In short,all we have suffered the charm of the photographic cam,above all after the boom in the second halves the nineties of the compact digital.

A true revolution.Above all for the sporting photo.I,for example,deal me with snowboard,and the passion with which a day is faced dipped in the snow to freeze images in a memory card makes you forget the cold,the snow that snows you I set and the fingers frozen.As every photographer,I try to frame the release,choosing a shot that it is often in the place most uncomfortable possible;I put on focus rotating the ferrule and I wait....it takes some intuition,some calculus....but it imagines...you're waited for of side to a jump,the snowboarder is ready to depart....on focus,ready.....you tighten some on the subject....he has departed and it is almost now on the exit of the kicker....is gone out,it seems in the tallest point....CLICK.

Done..he lands it turns him to look for the satisfied look of the photographer...I press the key play to the left of the monitor lcd and control the self-timer...the answer is a thumb lifted to the rider that continues its descent.But all this,some years ago,with an automatic instrument as would have been?!Would first of all be had to purchase some rolls of film and I remember well him to me that spends was!!!It needed to choose the rolls in base to the atmospheric conditions,middly for a day of sun to risk clouds a 400 iso was enough.

The quality of the slides is notably better and then the development it costs some less.You insert the head and the photo camera under the sweater, open the counter and insert the rolls in the support,you hear the starter that hooks the film...done.The day goes by between a click and the other up to the end of your rullos of film diapo.You race from the photographer for the development,you turn a hour for the roads waiting for the mass on loom of your job...oh....finally!!!You quickly pay and race to prey house to the curiosity.Open the small case of the diapos you take a pair of it and place her on the overhead projector,take the magnifying glass...oh no,the first one is orrible,a little bit out of focus...better the second,nice...

The risk of the photos on film is this,even the photos are perfect but there is not a closed trick or vice versa horrible photo and the perfect performance of the rider. The sporting photo allows to stop images that transmit the work and the job of the subject.She speaks to yourself,teaches yourself the patience that he conceals in an obvious gesture of few second,it tells yourself than complicity is fundamental.To draw near to the photo in 2008 is possible to whoever,it's a fortune,an opportunity to express him in different way,a way to stop a memory,an occasion to mark,even though in ours small a piece of history.