It has been a while since I last tasted the smell of a film developer. In fact, the last film in my camera is there unfinished for too long. A sudden change of mood, loss of interest, a dive in a depressive down whirl, all made it hard to bring the camera to the eye […]
I know it is spring time, but that dead leave just struck me.
Just the remaining of what once used to be a tree. Naked just like bones whitened by the time passed by and with lots of texture pronounced by a harsh evening light.
Just watching people passing by
A bobcat enjoying a mid-day nap.
Or, … having fun with badly expired films. A trashed view recorded on a trashed roll of Orwo film. So trashy that its emulsion started to come off during washing.
A tale of overdue states…