C35AF2

Family and the bride.

Recently, I found my dad's old camera whilst packing up the storeroom and was thrilled to find it in decent condition, despite it being mothballed for more than a decade. I cleaned up the lens, bought a new UV filter, popped in some new batteries, loaded in a roll of t-max and tadahhhhhh. It works. Although it is a very basic camera, this camera is a despository of memories. So many moments have passed through the lens of this camera, and hopefully many more to come. A photographer once described the camera as a kind of alchemical resonating chamber, where space and time, matter and memory intermingle and are transformed by light to reveal the threshold of eternity. How true.