The School Teacher’s Leica – Braun Super Paxette II BL

Braun Super Paxette II BL

It all began at Ebay. I was looking for new lenses for my Leica IIIf and entered „lens, 39mm thread mount“. Among the results was a lens i had never heard of before, a Röschlein-Kreuznach Telenar 3.5/90mm. Amazing how many companies built lenses for the Leica, i thought, but then i read on. The Telenar was not a lens for the Leica but for a camera that was unknown to me until then: A Braun Paxette. The seller stated clearly that this lens was not compatible with the Leica. You could put it on a Leica, but it could not be focused because the flange focal distance of the two cameras was significantly different. Continue reading “The School Teacher’s Leica – Braun Super Paxette II BL”

A lost film found in a Braun Colorette


A couple of pictures from a film i found inside a Braun Colorette i purchased for two Euro at a photo dealer here in Munich. The camera still takes photographs but its selenium cell light meter does not work any more.  Looks like the film i found was used to document two family holidays – a trip to the south, maybe to Italy or Spain and a moutain hike somewhere in the alps. The last three pictures i shot myself when i tested the camera on my way home from the purchase. Two holiday trips an a stroll through the city some decades later – not many films stay long enough in a camera to collect this variety of pictures.

Braun Colorette
Braun Colorette

The Braun Colorette was a german bread and butter camera produced from 1956 to 1959 by the Carl Braun camera factory in Nürnberg. The lens is a Steinheil Cassar, a rather simple triplet.

Gallery: Street Photography with a Retina IIIc

The Retina IIIc is by far not the best camera for street photography you can imagine, but that does not mean it is totally unsuitable for it. Once you know how to deal with the uncoupled light meter with its exposure value system you can become pretty fast in adjusting to changing light situations, the bright lines framefinder is okay,  and the coupled rangefinder is as easy to use the one in a Leica M model. All this work pretty well together as long as you stick to the 50mm normal lens, a lovely and tack sharp Schneider-Kreuznach Retina Xenon with the rather fast full aperture of f 2.

Everything changes though if you decide to use one of the 35 or 80 mm supplementary optics you can attach to the camera instead of the front element of the 50 mm lens. In order to use those you do not only have to use a special viewfinder you can attach to the cold shoe on top of the camera, you also need to transfer the measured distance to one of two alternative scales on the bottom of the shutter-lens assembly.

The pictures in this gallery are from a roll of FP4 i shot in September 2017 in Munich.

Gallery: Central Cemetery in Sofia, Bulgaria

The pictures in this gallery were taken during an assignment in Bulgaria in September 2018. I used my Leica CL (analog) loaded with Adox Silvermax 100 b&w film which i carried along with my Leica M9 as a machine to capture private pictures. The film was developed in Silvermax developer diluted 1:29 for 11 minutes. For these pictures i used exclusively the Summicron C 2/40 mm, one of my favorite Leica lenses.

The Central Cemetery in Sofia is huge. It contains graves of well known bulgarian politicians like Todor Shivkov, a jewish cemetery, a necropole for deceased bulgarian pilots and war graves of various nations.

Travelog – a few thoughts on my travel photography

Writing my journal, Italy, August 1989
Writing my journal, Italy, August 1989

I’ve been travelling for decades. And i’ve been taking photographs for decades. These two things go naturally together, of course. Of course? Not necessarily. Amongst my many long or short journeys there are a few i did not take a camera with me. My reasoning then was that when i earned my  living as a professional photographer all year long i needed at least some weeks a year without holding a camera in front of my face. I wrote a travellog instead and so i have rather extensive written records of motorcycle journeys all over Europe without a single photograph to accompany them.   Now i sometimes regret not having taken pictures on these journeys. Why didn’t i at least take an old folding camera with me and hit the shutter release button once a day? No use in lamenting my omissions of old, and the records of those journeys have their very own unique carrier. When i read these lines, scribbled into scuffled notebooks in front of my tent or on deck of a ferry boat,  i feel like sitting in a cinema and watching a silent movie that has no pictures, just subtitles. Or like something somebody tells you about his journeys without showing you the corresponding pictures on his smart phone.

Even on my very first motorcycle journey in 1972 – i rode a DKW 250/2 from 1953, my friend an Adler M 250 built the same year – i had no camera with me. Instead we had a record player with batteries with us and a collection of our favorite LPs we listened to while sitting near a camp fire in a dry river bed somewhere in Catalonia. The fact that i have a couple of highly cherished photos from this trip is owed to the fact that another friend joined us with a Minolta SLR we used in turn to snap a couple of black and white pictures.

From a journey without a camera - DKW RT 250/2 (right) and Adler M 250 in Alfarras, Catalonia, 1972
From a journey without a camera – DKW RT 250/2 (right) and Adler M 250 in Alfarras, Catalonia, 1972

Of course i also undertook journeys that i have pictures of. Many pictures, actually, as my motorcycles became more reliable and my means of attaching luggage carrying systems to them more refined. When i was travelling with a sidecar, i even took a professional Nikon or Leica with me, together with a couple of lenses and a lot of film. In those days i sometimes believed it a photographic overkill to shoot on a private journey like i would on a photojournalistic assignment. Nowadays i am happy that i have eight magazines or so of color slides i then thought nobody would look at anyway.

Today i look at that from a different point of view. After i took up digital photography i shot literary thousands of pictures in the four or five weeks i was travelling. Compared with that number my old color slides seem ridiculously few. I scanned them all lately and am quite happy i took them. Could actually have been a few more …

A journey with a lot of equipment - Heavily loaded MZ ETZ 250 crossing the alps, 1989
A journey with a lot of equipment – Heavily loaded MZ ETZ 250 crossing the alps, 1989

I guess that in a few decades or so the myriads of digital travel pictures will be as valuable to me as the negatives and slides of old. But this means that they have to survive this span of time. A negative or a slide are physical entities that live in boxes or sleeves and if you do not throw them away they have a good chance to survive you and to be accessible to anyone in a hundred years or so. I recently scanned an old Agfacolor film my father took in 1967 and after fifty years the pictures are still there while the first digital photographs i took at the end of the last century are quite a challenge to find and recover from the various hard disks or photo CDs. Hard discs loose their magnetism, CDs are not readable any more after ten or so years (i can tell that from my own experience). I even have JPGs that have deteriorated from having been copied from one medium to the other and show strange color streaks.

My mother 1967 in Paris. Agfacolor negative film, scanned 50 years later
My mother 1967 in Paris. Agfacolor negative film, scanned 50 years later

A couple of weeks ago i came back from yet another journey. My first one since my return to analog photography, and with me were my lovely wife and four analog cameras: Retina III C (big C) for color negatives, complete with a 35mm and an 80mm supplementary lens, a stereo attachment and close-up lenses, a Retina IIIc (little c) as a backup (i never used it), a Rolleiflex with a Tessar lens for black and whites and a Polaroid SX 70 which i used for my project “Travelling SX 70”. My digital Panasonic GX 8 i had to take with me because of a video job on the way did not take a single photograph in the four weeks of this journey to central Italy.

But, i must admit, i had my iphone 6s with me as a photographic notebook so i could provide my analog photos with the proper place and date. When coming home i could not believe that i took over 2000 pictures with this little thing. Pictures i most probably will not look at again after cataloging my analog crop. But that is different story i maybe will tell in another post.




The instant of an instant – Travelling SX 70

My project „Travelling SX 70“ originated during this years journey to Italy. In order to feed my flickr-account with analog travel photos i added my old Polaroid SX 70 together with a couple of b&w and color Impossible films to my mobile photographic gear which consisted of a Kodak Retina IIIC and a Rolleiflex Automat. My plan was (similar to my Project “The last Photographs of the Twentieth Century i did in 2000) to shoot a new polaroid every day or so, reproduce this with the camera of my iPhone 6s and upload that to flickr. When i took the first picture of the first Polaroid shot in Arco, Trentino, i noticed that the background of the picture – a flat piece of rock – had a pictorial life of its own. It was like the iphone wanted to say: Hey, i am a camera too! Don’t use me as just a means to reproduce something. And right it was!
The first Polaroid in my project - Arco, Trentino
The first Polaroid in my project – Arco, Trentino
The pictures of the polaroids i took with it were a linke between digital and analog photography, between the real world and the world depicted in a photograph which when photographed again becomes a part of the real world itself. Interesting. I had two different kinds of instant picture in one. The kind where you have to wait until it materializes itself via a chemical process and the other kind that is on your display all the time and gets frozen into bits and bytes by touching a virtual button. One you can hold in your hand as a piece of  substance matter, the other is only digital information remembered on a tiny chip and is not really a part of the material world, just a matrix of false and true that, when activated, tells a display which pixels it has to light up in different colors.
A developing polaroid on my knee in Volterra, Tuscany
A developing polaroid on my knee in Volterra, Tuscany
After realizing that i gave up my original plan of taking an instant picture a day and uploading it via my iphone. Instead i started to explore the interaction of pictures and reality. During my journey i took a couple of polaroids which i held in front of a real scene (the same as in the polaroid or another) after some time had elapsed. Sometimes it were just the 10 minutes i had to wait for the polaroid to develop, sometimes one or two days. You can see most of them in the gallery above. An interesting thing was how dramatically the color instant film changed after just a few hot summer days in my camping car. While the colors of the first pictures i took were still kind of okay – albeit a bit too warm – , they quickly deteriorated the longer the films were exposed to the heat. The last color pictures i took were of a bluish grey that showed no reds at all. Once developed, the colors remained stable, the deterioration took place in the undeveloped emulsion.
Two “Impossible” polaroids. Left after one week in a hot camping car, right after three weeks
Now i know i should have kept the films in the fridge of my camping car and maybe i should have put the SX 70 there too to travel in darkness amongst beer and wine bottles an chunks of italian cheese. I tried to remember how heat sensitive the original polaroid films were when i did my last big project in 2000 on a six week journey to Norway. Okay, in the north you never have temperatures of 35 degree Celsius inside a camping car. But still i think the films were different then. At least in one respect: During my old project i used to alter the developing Polaroids by scratching their surface with the tip of a ballpoint pen, creating my own drawings overlaying the photographed picture. I remember the chemical substance under the clear plastic coating of the pictures to be more soft and malleable than the one of the new Impossible stuff. When i run my finger over the now 18 years old Polaroids of my Year 2000 project i can still feel the lines i created with my ballpoint pen while the Impossible pictures remain perfectly flat after the same procedure. Whether this is also due to the heat the film has been subjected to i will be able to tell when i purchase a fresh pack and do some testing.
Two altered Polaroids. Left a 18 year old original Polaroid, right a contemporary “Impossible” polaroid

Hot shit of times past: My first and only film with a Yashica AUTO Focus

Okay, i admit it. When i see at a garage sale an old camera i cannot pass on without looking at least once through its  view finder, even when the camera definitely does not belong into the Rolleiflex-Leica-Hasselblad league like the Yashica AUTO Focos i spotted last weekend amongst some old crystal glass and time-worn children’s toys. A venerable point-and-shoot veteran with the form factor of old compact cameras like the Canonet and the Minolta Hi Matic, it had the words “AUTO” and “Focus” prominently displayed at the front of the camera. A commonplace feature of today being advertised as the technological hot shit of the mid-1970ies kindled my interest in the camera, and as it was in a fairly good condition, i bought it. Five Euros are not too much for a forgotten japanese trendsetter of its day.


It was a sunny saturday morning and having some free time at my disposal i decided at the spur of the moment to do a little impromtu camera test. I opened the battery compartment of the Yashica, scratched off the greenish white oxide from the corroded contacts and bought in a nearby drugstore two AA Cells and a 200 ISO color film. Before i loaded the film i did some dry training to acquaint myself with the camera i had just bought ten minutes ago.

The Yashica AUTO Focus has not really too much photographic finesse to offer: A three element lens with the widest aperture of 2.8 and a focal length of 38mm (reminding me of the 40 mm of the Summicron on my Leica CL), a plastic shutter release button, a rewind-crank, a lever that tensions the self timer and a peculiar button on the front labeled “Focus Lock”. Completely missing are any means to adjust shutter speed or aperture, there is also no exposure compensation dial, only the film speed can be set from 25 to 500 ASA in a little window below the lens.

The viewfinder is quite big and bright and shows an illuminated frame with a simple parallax compensation and a smaller illuminated frame in the middle which obviously definines the part of the image where the magic of automated focussing is achieved.

Following which principle this takes place remained a mystery for me while i was walking the streets taking pictures, but i read about it on the Internet later. The Yashica AUTO Focus used one of the first automatic focussing systems for mass market distribution called Visitronic, developed by Honeywell in the mid-1970ies. You can read all about it here. In my inexpert words it is based on the concept that two pictures are mirrored into the camera through two openings beside the viewfinder and electronically compare by an integrated circuit reading a rather simple optical matrix.

Actually i did not expect this mechanism to be as unobtrusive as a modern auto focussing system, but nevertheless the sounds it made when working astounded me quite a bit. Once you press the shutter, the camera starts a rather loud buzz that ends with the clicking of the shutter. The buzz i identified as the sound the of the lens moving to its focussing position. Obviously driven by a spring, it races from the nearest position (1 Meter) to the furthest (infinity). Somewhere in between the Visitronic decides to stop it in order to produce a – hopefully – focussed picture. After that you transport the film and re-tension the spring and the circle begins anew. Buzz-click, buzz-click, buzz-click. The sound of progress of days gone by.

Unlike the almost imperceptible hum of modern day autofocussing systems this sound is a sure-fire guarantee to turn the head of every subject you try to take a picture of. And there is another drawback with the old Visitronic: You do not get confirmation that whatever you are aiming at really is in focus. There is a red LED in the viewfinder of the Yashica, but its frantic blinking only tells you that there is not enough light to take a picture and you should move out the built-in flash – another new achievement of those days. At what distance the camera decided to focus on you can only see after the picture has been taken. It is indicated by a red pointer on a little scale showing well known distance symbols like mountains, figures and faces.

This rather primitive scale and the LED in the finder are the only two ways the camera communicates with its user. Otherwise it leaves you at the mercy of total automation. The camera never tells you which of the available shutterspeeds (1/8 to 1/500 of a second) or aperture openings (2.8 to 16) it decided to use. But while the automatic exposure at least works quite reliably, the autofocus is another cup of tea.

No matter whether i just shot the picture or used the focus lock which lets the camera focus before you take the picture so you have a chance to reframe the picture, the focussing of the Yashica was rather haphazard. Of the 36 pictures i shot a dozen was sharp, a dozen was slightly out of focus and another dozen was heavily blurred. Whatever made the camera focus properly or improperly i cannot say. For instance, when i took three pictures in succession one was sharp, the next was blurred, the third was sharp again.

#1 The auto focus did its job


#2, seconds later, out of focus


#3, focussed again


Definitely blurry – too bad!

I don’t know whether i will put a second film into the AUTO Focus. It makes no sense to have it repaired, i think – in case you still can find someone who does it. And there definitely is a certain thrill to giving yourself into the hands of this forty year old fully automated contraption called a camera. Japanese Roulette, you could call it. Every successful photo is kind of a revelation as the 2.8/38mm delivers the subtle lustre of an old three-element lens, but the disappointment of getting a blurred picture of an otherwise interesting subject is a cruel experience. In court and on the high seas we are in god’s hands. Maybe when we are taking pictures with the Yashica AUTO Focus we are too.

Here are a couple of the pictures that turned out well on my one and only film with the AUTO Focus. Not a bad camera for street photography – in case it works …