I've learned that searching for those "certain things" at the DI, Flea Markets, or any consignments doesn't get me far. It always seems that when I stop looking and just go with an open mind, I find a lot better things.


This led me to research vintage cameras more. Way interesting. My friend got me a book on Ansel Adams awhile ago that I've been loving reading through lately as well. Sometimes I really wish I had a dark room to process, and that my face wasn't stuck in a computer. That was one of my very favorite classes in high school, and I'm still kicking myself for not studying it in college. Yeah, it just doesn't feel as productive as film once was. Ya know?

