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Connection Over a Century Hanna Heinilä (née Hermonen, 1890–1981) was born to a vicar’s family in the small town of Luvia on the west coast of what at the time was the Grand Duchy of Finland. She had her first camera in around 1906 when she was sixteen years old and began photographing without any formal education. She bought dry-plate glass negatives from the nearby towns and learned to develop them at home by herself. Nothing was known of Hanna’s extensive work as an early photography pion...

We are very excited to launch our new ILFORD Photo Analogue Community Grant. Each year we receive hundreds of requests for support from members of the film and darkroom printing community looking to create projects using our products. The scope and scale of these projects vary. From documenting expeditions on large format film to alternative uses of our film and paper. And ,even setting up community darkrooms or running workshops for children. You have some amazing ideas and insatiable passion. Man...

For our 12th Behind The Film interview, we speak to Jonathan Osborn who is one of our scientists here at ILFORD. Who are you? What’s your job title HARMAN technology and how long have you worked here? My name is Jonathan Osborn and I am a Scientist at Harman.  I am currently in my 25th year working at ILFORD.  (Where did that time go!) Tell us a little about your day to day role. Predominantly I have worked on the photographic paper side as the lead scientist on the development of the fantastic new ...

Queer Representation I made the first photograph for The Queering of Photography in 2015. I had recently begun my doctoral studies and there I was, in the Royal College of Art studios, trying to make a start with an academic project on queer representation. My friend Ruth had agreed to sit for me and together we set up the studio. Once I placed a piece of masking tape on the floor, Ruth positioned themselves just behind, ready for the first frame. I had brought with me a handful of printouts from photobook...

When I Was A Teenager Mine is a common story with photography in that my dad gave me his 35mm camera when I was a teenager. I shot his Minolta until I dropped it a few too many times and the light leaks became punitive. Soon after, I stumbled into the darkroom just as casually after I found my dad’s enlarger in the back of a closet and my friend, Joel, taught me the basics of printing in a few hours (I didn’t realize how difficult that would be). I didn’t have or know about filters and had no techniq...

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Dancing in the rhythm of the waves The dark, silky, smooth waters of the canals are silent now, only a few late boats are disturbing the lights that are dancing in the rhythm of the waves. Where there were armies of city guests, only a few hours ago, clucking happily excited about everything and nothing, now only the locals and the (not so few though) night crawlers of touristic persuasion are to be seen, slowly parading the centuries old worn narrow streets, stairs and bridges. La Serenissima is tired, bu...