Holga by Michael Kenna (a review)
I’ve had this for a while, sealed in plastic with a plan to go through it. Having finished Photo Klassik I moved onto this.
The introduction by Frances Malcom sums it up well. It’s amazing what a supposedly “Toy” camera can produce, if you’ve the vision. It makes me thing that I spend too much time on gear, and worrying about what camera I’m using. At the same time it’s made me want a Holga.
The book itself has that introduction and an outro from the author. The bulk of the book is a series of images, with descriptions and locations, but no commentary. I can never decide if I like books with commentary or without, in this case the lack of commentary suited the imagery, and the minimalist style it follows.
The slightly dreamy lo-fi quality of the camera with characteristic vignetting permeates the images really complements the feel.
I’m not sure I could say there’s a favourite image in it, there’s so many that are amazing. In some ways the journey through the book is probably greater than any single page.
I full intend to re-visit the book, probably regularly, for inspiration, and pleasure. If you haven’t guessed, I’d recommend picking up a copy.