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Flores, AçoresPetite piscine naturelle au pied d’une cascade sur la très mystique île de Flores.

Flores, Açores

Petite piscine naturelle au pied d’une cascade sur la très mystique île de Flores.


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Flores, AçoresA Ponta Delgada, le village le plus au nord de l’île de Flores. On y trouve des radars

Flores, Açores

A Ponta Delgada, le village le plus au nord de l’île de Flores. On y trouve des radars, de vieilles antennes, des petits vieux toujours émus par le souvenir de la femme d’un général français qui y commandait, Camille…. Ponta Delgada a accueilli un programme de développement de radars français jusqu’a la fin des années 90.  


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Corvo, AçoresSur la toute petite île de Corvo, un cratère gigantesque d’où descendent des coulées fa

Corvo, Açores

Sur la toute petite île de Corvo, un cratère gigantesque d’où descendent des coulées fabuleuses d’hortensias. Un troupeau de vache y gambadait paisiblement, à l’abri des vents. 


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Flores, AçoresEn regardant bien, on aperçoit un cheval au milieu de la route, qui gardait jalousemen

Flores, Açores

En regardant bien, on aperçoit un cheval au milieu de la route, qui gardait jalousement l’accès à l’océan…


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Flore, Azores“‘To sit in the shade on a fine day, and look upon verdure, is the most per

Flore, Azores

“‘To sit in the shade on a fine day, and look upon verdure, is the most perfect refreshment.’”

—Jane Austen, Mansfield Park


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Corvo, AzoresWaiting for a ship going to the very tiny island of Corvo in Azores. A container and tw

Corvo, Azores

Waiting for a ship going to the very tiny island of Corvo in Azores. A container and two alive pigs was the all shipment, just enough to sustain its 400 inhabitants….


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Flores, AzoresStarting a new serie of pictures from our 3 weeks trip in the beautiful and yet very c

Flores, Azores

Starting a new serie of pictures from our 3 weeks trip in the beautiful and yet very confidential Azores island. I tried a new film camera, a Mamiya 7, which is a 6x7cm medium-format rangefinder camera. It was a lot of new factors to adapt to (weight, format, rangefinder, almost no noise when shooting and films that were not-expired…). Well, here’s what came out of it! 


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This was shot on B&W film in the 90’s when I lived in Florida on a now ancient Mamiya RB67 or pe

This was shot on B&W film in the 90’s when I lived in Florida on a now ancient Mamiya RB67 or perhaps a Mamia 6MF. I really don’t recall, and can’t be bothered to find the negative. It was probably shot on Tri-X or T-Max 100 and printed on an Agfa or Ilford Mulitgrade Fiber Base paper. Not sure how many prints I made, but one survived and was scanned at the end of last year.
Sometime in the early 1990’s ?
2018 © Michael Mercado // lost-tokyo.blogspot.com // lost-edo.tumblr.com // www.facebook.com/Lost.Edo
#Ferns #Florida #B&W #BWNature #BlackAndWhiteNature #Film #Kodak #TriX #TMax #Ilford #Agfa #OriginalPhotography #OriginalPhoto #Mamiya6MF #MamiyaRB67Pro #Mamiya #RB67Pro #MediumFormat #120film #MediumFormat (at Boca Raton, Florida)
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This was shot on B&W film in the 90’s when I lived in Florida on a now ancient Mamiya RB67 or pe

This was shot on B&W film in the 90’s when I lived in Florida on a now ancient Mamiya RB67 or perhaps a Mamia 6MF. I really don’t recall, and can’t be bothered to find the negative. It was probably shot on Tri-X or T-Max 100 and printed on an Agfa or Ilford Mulitgrade Fiber Base paper. Not sure how many prints I made, but one survived and was scanned at the end of last year.
Sometime in the early 1990’s ?
2018 © Michael Mercado // lost-tokyo.blogspot.com // lost-edo.tumblr.com // www.facebook.com/Lost.Edo
#Ferns #Florida #B&W #BWNature #BlackAndWhiteNature #Film #Kodak #TriX #TMax #Ilford #Agfa #OriginalPhotography #OriginalPhoto #Mamiya6MF #MamiyaRB67Pro #Mamiya #RB67Pro #MediumFormat #120film #MediumFormat (at Boca Raton, Florida)
https://www.instagram.com/p/Bo-wcpxA_9h/?igshid=13unb2y0hncn4


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