12.8.12

high summer


One time a few years ago there was a sheer white cliff
so high and it curved inwards
so you couldn't see the bottom
but you could see the waves as they smashed into it
spraying
and licking the salt water from your lips



the feeling of peering over the edge as you lie flat on your stomach
a mix of fear and excitement
you could so easily fall off, or jump off, but as long as you stay close to the ground you are safe





My beloved Spotmatic is being repaired and I feel a little odd
on this trip I tried again to use the canon, but I still dislike it and have abandoned it for good
So for now, I'm going back to my old cameras and learning to appreciate them again

I understand that if I try to make anything in my studio right now
I will feel frustrated, hot, sour

so much better to submerge and invest time instead
with those we love the most
and not to be a spectatator to my own life


My blog turned 3 silently
not borne out of laziness or unmotivation
but something much more confusing…



...just hold in your breath
till you come back up in full…

(Pentax Spotmatic/Ilford Pan F & Canon AE-1/Kodak Portra 160)