MY “NEW” ROLLEIFLEX CAMERA
A few days ago, I walked into my local camera shop with a simple mission: drop off my trusty DSLR for repair. It was supposed to be a quick errand, but as I stood at the counter, my eyes wandered to the glass display case. Amidst the vintage gear, one camera caught my attention—a Rolleiflex Automat from 1939.
The shopkeeper noticed my curiosity and brought it out for me. It was like holding a piece of history. The twin-lens reflex design felt surprisingly intuitive, and the craftsmanship was impeccable. It wasn’t just the aesthetic, though; the stories this camera must have captured over the decades sparked my imagination. Before I knew it, I was asking questions, testing the focusing screen, and negotiating a price.
Now, I’m the proud owner of a pre-war Rolleiflex Automat. This camera represents a different pace of photography—every frame feels deliberate, every moment more profound. I’ve already started planning my first roll of black-and-white film, eager to see the world through its vintage glass. What started as a routine errand turned into a serendipitous journey back in time, and I couldn’t be happier about it.
