there is something wonderfully romantic about film.
holding the canister
loading and snapping
setting each exposure manually.
and then end result
oh my goodness the end result.
the nervous excitement
will they be good?
does the camera even work?
(i know the shutter works and the knobs turn
but the camera could be seriously messed up inside).
so i finally did it, folks.
i got my first roll of film developed since...
i was little and digital was just an expensive, newfangled thing.
i've always loved film pictures
but i'm not rich.
old cameras, film and processing is kinda expensive.
but film and i were meant to be.
a run down garage sale camera
and random thrift store film
(each just a few dollars)
sealed the deal.
the light meter is broken, but nevermind
(there's an app for that).
yes, i'm that girl you saw running out of wallgreens
smiling like a fool
diving into the car.
i've always said that my pictures are pieces of me.
these pieces i can hold in my hand.
camera: Canon FTb QL (1971)