i don't remember exactly what my first prints were - but my parents moved recently and no longer were assigned caretakers of all my stuff. the first photos i took were with a mickeymouse camera - you pulled the ear down and it shot 126(?) cartridge film ( CLICK ). i found a portrait i took of my brother ( i think it was my first) - he must have been about 9-10 and i was about 5-6 - i can still hear him saying " hurry up and take the picture!". first print i made was in 10th grade photo class. i think it was a shot down at the ground. i think it is in the garage in a big brown box with all the other artifacts from my childhood. :)
Christmas 1945, after WWII, received a large package by mail from my Uncle. I was determined to open it first, disregarding my parent's encouragement to open their smaller package. The large package contained three small trays and some yellow packs called Kodak Tri-packs, and a rather large metal box with an internal light bulb and a glass top. I was rather disappointed and confused. Then I opened the smaller box - an Ansco box camera + film.
First exposures were the Christmas tree and presents and other family stuff. Development was done by see-sawing the Kodak Verichrome ortho film through the chemicals in the trays under a very dim red lamp.
The first print - ever - on Azo paper was terrible over exposed (read black). Next few were ok - blurred, over/under exposed et c. but I was as happy as the first day of summer vacation, as well as my parents, because now they would not have to let me "play" with their old Kodak Tourist folder (which was stolen by movers in 1993.
My first enlargement was on a still life I made for the high school annual. Got a prize for it. I'll try a scan and post in my personal gallery.
Truly, dr bob.
My first prints: Little marching men on top of, around and under wild mushrooms growing in the backyard of a house my wife and I rented at the time. The images turned out completally surreal and I was Addicted after that. (to photography not photographing mushrooms)
I'm not sure if it was my first print - but I still have a very old print, made by 1967/8 (I started printing after 20).
It was taken with my first 'decent' camera (not Brownie class), a Yashica rangefinder, 24x30cm enlargement.
It's a backlit warship, taken while I was in a ferry boat.
One of the reasons I started printing was that I've never liked small size pictures.
My first print was done in the bathroom, contact printing under a small chunk of glass on Azo or Velox paper, don't remember which. I used a red lensed flashlight for a safelight and small plastic storage boxes for trays. I dip processed the verichrome in Dektol and the made the prints in the same solution after diluting it 1 to 1. They were quite contrasty but looked good. The subject? Girls of course, a snapshot of Pam and Linda Flippo I took at school.
My first print was done in photo college, during my third darkroom lesson. I fell instantly in love with it!
The print was a portrait of my niece, then 1 year old, which is still cherished by my sister. :-)
My first print was done in a photography class at Camp Cherrio, a YMCA afilliated summer camp in the mountains of North Carolina. I was probably 9 or 10. They turned us loose around the camp with Kodak Instamatics shooting b/w. We learned how to develop and print the film, we thought it was pretty cool getting to break opent the 126 film cartraiges. I won the award for best photo. It was a shot across the valley from the camp of the granite face of Stone Mountain, NC. I still have the print, and the negatives.
My memory is pretty useless too, but seeing as my first print was only a little over a year ago....:P
A silhouette of my cousin, a mule skinner (trainer for all you non-rednecks, LOL) who with his long scruffy beard resembles a mountain man or one of the members of ZZ Top, whichever you can identify with, and his mule, Cupcake. I was nearly ready to pull my hair out, with all the things I did wrong! Including loading the negative upside down in the carrier...DUH!!! But when I got it 'right' and that baby came to life in the tray...I've been hooked ever since! An absolute love affair. I gave the print to him, and it is hanging in his dining room. It's not only my first print, but by far, still my favorite.