she is made of yesterdays - james salter
this week i picked up a few rolls of film from a year ago. i should do this more often. there is something about thumbing through each print that easily trumps the immediacy of taking and barely seeing an iphone photo. nothing against iphone photos ... that's my go-to camera.
but film ...
give me all the film-esque filters and actions in the world ... nothing can imitate what legit film shot on a vintage pentax can do. how it stirs the heart. my heart, at least. people talk about film being magic, and as much as i want to embrace the new, i'm Romantic with a capitol R about the old when it comes to photography.
last summer was a very sweet time for me. there was a levity and a freedom. late night bike rides, sunset basketball games, and dinners with friends after reading in hammocks. smalltown bars and endless lakeside nights. i can't go back, but these photos almost take me there.
glad i did this. worth every costly penny that film is today.