I’ve been pretty hard hit by the photo-bug (owning my own development stuff has really started to sink in). Having bought a camera, a light meter, chemicals, reels, a scanner, and the rest means that pretty much every other day since last Thursday there’s been a package on the front step.
I believe I may have grown too accustomed to it. The prospect of coming home on my lunch break and not finding things in boxes wrapped in tape and stuffed with bubble wrap makes me sad.
Especially since I’ve gone and popped all the bubbles on my last sheet of wrap. Sigh. Guess I’ll just have to go take some pictures or something.
Full of Grace
West Hampden
Diana F+ and 20mm Fisheye Lens
Arista Pre 400 developed in Diafine
Nothing beats kicking back and munching on some gummy worms while playing Vector TD and waiting for some film to dry.
This is the good life.
// 01:43 am on Friday // 1 note
My first foray into 120mm film photography — also, the first picture I’ve ever developed by myself.
Old News
Don’t Worry
I walked through the west end of Hampden today, gawking at homes and taking pictures of trucks eaten by weeds and flamingos behind chainlink fence, and decided that I need to live there.
This city is my muse, and I know it gets tiring to hear about it — but I can’t imagine having my own backyard inspire me so much. Hopefully, this Fall will bring some pleasant changes in my life.
No, Thanks
