Foqus Type D 200 – REVIEW
Type D 200 is a 200 speed film from the Russian manufacturer Foqus. It offers fine grain, high contrast and good range, much as the description of it said.
I’m enjoying the tonal qualities, the contrast and the grain – BUT – i’m not so fond of the quality of the actual film. While loading it into my Cosina CT-1A, the camera which all photos in this post were shot on, I noticed two things;
- This film is very thin. It’s almost like loading a piece of tissue paper.
- The film base is green
The major thing is the first of these two; the thickness (or lack of) of the actual film. This meant trouble, as it was troublesome to load onto the spools for development – and the Fuji Frontier I use for scanning and printing wouldn’t accept it in automatic mode, so it had to be manually scanned, one frame at a time.
Below is an example of how this thing film managed to wrinkle while loaded into the development tank;
But beside this major obstacle, I do enjoy the tonal qualities of this film. Seeing as I have one more roll of it, I might give it another go, when the time is right. Maybe.
Until then, enjoy some more photos from this roll!
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I got into one of those flows and I figured, let’s just go. Not really a symphony of sorts but surely the tones caught between the thoughts. Not nearly everything into view, but all the while attempting to feel it all.
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The Undying Focus
to re-see it again
what is a we dream
if not the motion to naked emotion
hide your head and stay
deeply embedded in my structure
be thin and be broken
be the tree that always spell the name
without looking it up in memory
it’s still alive inside you
nights is for listening to your music
days are for dreaming about needled fingering
I can never stop myself from thinking of…
your eager cleaning movement as we fall
fall for all that is unsaid but lived
each stone is different
I want to be the rose in a hand
never said much about the words
that fell from your eyes
always embarrassed to set such fire
this isn’t the grand composition I dreamed of giving you
now, kindness takes nothing and gets everything that I am
my thoughts drift so easily
place your care on me
touch gently
all that was
all that is
how to say tears before – the cut
it is all I can think of when I see your garden full of love
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Tissue
the reconnected
the Art of hanging on to
all the bones and all the mellow
blind love
what needs to be fitted for this
give me only that
black to white
not having to beg for
passion
not wiping off the thin tracks
savouring it mouth to
mouth
I feel like exploding
You, you can be
my princely consort
pass the others the –
as they cry themselves to boredom
thinking of what we can do
fold me an aeroplane
kiss my ass
don’t try to make me
I can’t really help
the feelings that escapes
re-connect me to –
turns out that I feel my most true
between my lines
to you
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Flower
If I wrote a thing on you
it would have the thorns of a rose
the longing form of lilies
and the courage of violets
I made you bloom among lettering
the thing I never sung so beautifully was
I want to pluck you
to brighten my day, make you stay
inside the bouquet with me
never sure which colour is you
never sure how to give a description of
It’s not that I don’t see your flower waving
that I cannot imagine your sap
or long to be all the way inside your mouthing words
I know that face, I miss that feel
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How strangely sweet your pictures talk to me.
There’s always much heart to unpack
And what better to devote time to?
Frail but also condemningly beautiful
It sounds highly familiar