One of my childhood memories is of family days out discovering different parts of London by bus in the late fifties and early sixties. Sometimes my father had a particular desti...
My first contribution to 35mmc is more a consequence of shoddiness than anything else. On a lazy Saturday, I picked a shiny Agfa Click II in the local thrift store, for the sens...
Every child has a best friend growing up. Every child has a favorite toy that they cherish. Sharing fun moments together and are seldom separated. They explore and enjoy advent...
Photographs can be a bit like poems. There are those that speak to you in such a personal way and evoke such strong feelings, and yet you might be unable to put into words just ...
Mist is a somewhat rare occurrence in Athens, Greece, and I’ve always envied photographers that live in places where they can shoot black n’ white film in the mist every other d...
My journey back to film, by now I’m sure, is a common enough story; however it still surprises me every time I think about it.
As a child of the 70’s and 80’s with photography ...
It was on the map, but then so was Bisti De-Na-Zin, the place our itinerary, planned weeks ago, had on our agenda for the day. That itinerary hadn’t considered the status of ou...
I recently got back into bulk loading 135 format film and as usual, fell short on reloadable cassettes. Since I don’t get into Vancouver too often, I decided to look online and ...
