

One thing that’s missing from digital photography: Mystery Rolls. These are the forgotten rolls. The half-shot rolls, re-wound midway through because you needed a different ISO. Or maybe a personal roll you shot of your dog that you’d stick on your desk and promise yourself to take to the lab later, after your nap.
For years, I’ve had a neoprene bag full of miscellaneous rolls in the vegetable drawer of my fridge. Some look like they could be from the 1950s, and I was only born in 1977. I’m not even sure they’re mine, but, I’m going to take ‘em to the lab someday…after my nap.
ABOVE: Two frames from two recently processed Mystery Rolls, which were found amongst some unexposed film. Hank on a walk (top) and a cocktail lounge somewhere on the Jersey Shore.
Would you believe there are 5 of those Mystery Rolls, still in our fridge, for all these MANY years?! I kid you not.
xox