A cardboard Field Camera / Camera Obscura

Out of boredom I crafted a small-ish Field Camera / Camera Obscura with a single lens and paper ground glass that I can shoot with my iPhone.

2024

It is quite fragile, cumbersome, focus is not easy, image quality is objectively not great, but I love to process of taking a photo with that thing, and I quite like the output.

It behaves roughly like a 100-ish mm f/2 lens with huge focus breathing.

The square 4x4 prints look good.

I need to build a better one now...

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