In retrospect, that title seems a bit misleading, as there are no photos of ghosts. There are, however, photos that were found to be haunting my Ciro-flex. You see, as I was inspecting my latest camera acquisition, I discovered that there was an exposed roll of Tri-X film in the back, courtesy (presumably) of the forgetful previous owner. I could not resist the temptation to have the roll developed to see just what sort of things my new-to-me camera had been taking pictures of before it came into my hands.
When I brought the roll into my friendly local camera store (yes, thankfully, I still have one of those) I was told the film was pretty old (maybe 20 or 30 years), based on the green-and-yellow exterior paper wrapper. Having full confidence in the guys at the shop to get the most out of this old roll, I left it in their hands, not having the slightest idea what, if anything, would come out.
Well, lo and behold, it turns out there were some usable images lurking on that film. Of course one always hopes for some sort of brilliant discovery, but the odds are the photos are going to be utterly mundane, and indeed they were for the most part. Only five photos were visible, and those were a muddy mess, with some serious spotting on the film to boot. Still, a few details managed to peek through.
One was visible but utterly abstract.
The remaining photos seemed to show the inside of a very cluttered space. It could well have been the shop I bought the camera in, just with an earlier generation of stuff. Or maybe the home of a hoarder with a lamp fetish.
There were a few odd little objects that emerged from the fog and clutter.
But then there was that one thing that stood out above all else, staring out of the frame and straight into the depths of your soul.
That’s the kind of doll you expect to be sitting on a shelf when you go to bed, and the next time you see it it’s standing on your chest at 3:00am with an evil grin and a kitchen knife. It creeps me out just knowing that it ever existed. And (coming back to our photography theme) the state of the film makes it seem all the more disturbing.
I don’t know where that doll is right now, but I bet it’s responsible for a lot of unspeakable acts.