I’m fascinated about abandoned buildings. In Hercules, we lived near old abandoned buildings along train tracks at the edge of the San Francisco Bay. Next time I’ll have to make my way inside, if I can fight off my hypochondria (and claustrophobia… and arachnophobia…).
Don’t you love alliterations? I know my copywriter does.
I was digging in my archives and found my Holga stash. Considering that I don’t shoot nearly as much as I should, I thought that bringing this back will encourage me to dust off my Holgas and load them up. I even have about ten rolls of black and white 2 1/4 film lying around somewhere– probably expired, be even better! I’m not particularly excited at the thought of paying for film processing.
I liken processing my roll of film to those Japanese “blind box” toys. I never know what I’m going to get.
By the way, if you look closely, there’s my husband standing in the garden near the center of the photo.
