I can’t write.
My thoughts are too scattered.
I hope to start coming up with something soon.
I wish truly, for everyone, as much comfort and safety as is possible for today.
November 6, 2024
November 2, 2024
random notes – film
I love my negatives
Actually, I hate them. They are an encumbrance.
I love shooting the pictures, talking to the people at the lab
I love scanning them.
I love looking through all the final photos in Lightroom.
The objects themselves pile up. Waiting to be needed or until I presume I die.
I won’t throw them away willingly, of that I am sure.
I hold them sometimes and know that these, really, are my photos.
The digital side is ephemera. These are light on silver. Permanent, for certain values of permanent.