
Accidental Double Exposures on a “New” Roll of Already Exposed Film
Yesterday was really no different from any other day, except for the fact that I was developing a roll of 35mm film -- that usually doesn’t happen. My husband Evan was sitting outside the door of our “darkroom” (read: spare bathroom) as I was hanging my film to dry, when I exclaimed, “These aren’t my photos!”
At first, I’m sure he thought that I had just taken some really rancid photos and didn’t want to claim ownership, but really, they weren’t my photos.