Tonight I went out and bought 35mm film. I haven’t bought 35mm film in nearly a decade. I threw it in my old ten dollar camera. Replaced the old batteries with ones I found in my Walkman and a Tinkerbell lantern. Then I took a few accidental pictures trying to figure out if it still works. It seams to work but I won’t know for sure until I develop the film. I used up half The film. 24 exposures. I must choose my pictures wisely. This camera, it rattles when I shake it. Sometimes. I got it in 1997 or thereabouts. It’s been everywhere with me. Across the country with me once maybe twice. I brought along with me to Sweden. Noway. The Netherlands. Ireland. The picture above was taken in Ireland about 11 years ago. I like the special quality of this picture. This camera take special pictures. beautiful pictures. Real pictures. A tangible memory trapped in a box and then sealed onto paper. When I steal someone’s soul I want to be able to hold it in my hand.
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