Ever since I was little, I’ve captured tidbits and moments of my life on camera. This eventually snowballed into a love for photography, a (now-defunct) photography business, and, most recently, developing film at home. In an effort to organize old photos floating around the Internet – and my hard drive – I’ve started a project … More Decade of Digital Photography | 2o1o – 2o13 pt. I
I found my parents’ old Canon Snappy LX while decluttering the house. It was in zipped up in a matching camera bag. I yelped in excitement. A year later, I bought my first roll of color film to shoot with. Fujifilm Superia. There was lots of trial and error. I picked up on best shooting … More Flash in Blue [35mm Film]
February 2020. A warm day. I wore a black sweater and jeans. I looped on my fake earrings from Claire’s. I had bought them at the mall with an old friend. We’d tried them on a whim, and I liked the way they looked, even if they made my lobes scream after a few hours. … More City Ruins [35mm Film]
December 12th, 2020 I ended up picking a Murakami book—nothing wild—that started with a depressive narrator ruminating over death. Ruminating, because some people closest to him, people who he’d felt a special, unique bond to, had abruptly rid of him in their lives. He felt like an empty loner, a vessel, like he repelled everyone … More Double Exposed [Film Friday]
This post is part of my Film Friday series, where I post 35mm photos I’ve developed at home.
Thanksgiving dinner. This post is part of my Film Friday series, where I post 35mm images that I have taken and home-developed over the past year.
City stops, breaths. Low hum. Dreary skies. All of my diary entries from this time period were angry, irritable. Annoyance weaved itself in every sentence. I wrote about my day. I wrote about going to Barnes and Nobles. I wrote about drinking tea. I wrote about wanting to people watch at the mall. I could … More Fog [Film Friday]
Here is the church and here is the steeple–we sure are cute for two ugly people. Moldy peaches. We would sit on concrete steps at 13 and sing to the tune of Juno, teen pregnancy–Michael Cera and Ellen Page style. We were so moody. Brooding over meaning in life. Stargirl and her pet rat. Us, … More Summertime Sadness [35mm Film]
“It is the time you have wasted for your rose that makes your rose so important.” ― Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince
In the evening, we visited the bar x bookstore x coffeeshop with the fat bright bulbs in the back and edgy writer Meetups behind us. This was an accidental-date. Hours earlier in the grocery line, I had remarked that I was officially tired of dates, having gone to a fancy French restaurant three days ago. Despite … More Accidental Date
Every year, I get like this–obsessed with disposable cameras and film. My eyes drink up the beauty of film: the broken colors, the candied smiles, the light grain. I’m frugal, and every photo’s 66 cents, at least, compared to the freedom of shooting digital. So I cringe when a photo turns out dark or overexposed. … More Fujifilm 35mm
written November 2008 I went over to my friend’s house this Friday. At the park, I walked over to two kids that looked about eight and six at the park, asked what they were doing, and invited them to a game of tag. It ended up in a swinging contest. I was the judge. I … More Swinging Away, This Childhood
“I wish I could pause time and moments like this without having to think about what’s next.” Pause. The sun set. We were quiet. It felt like the moment when my friends and I were in Central Park, New York. We’d found a pond with ducks and turtles facing a castle in in the distance. … More Pause, Rewind
Cigarette smoke makes me think of China. I remember the way it’d fill up the room in my Uncle’s absence, then stay still, holding its breath for several hours. In the streets, in the markets, in the restaurants, there they’d be, the cigarettes clutched-clasped-dangling between people’s fingers. Last summer we got caught by Mei … More Summer Rain and Cigarettes