Older Times
Distinguishable winter sun and suburban images throw me off and chuck me into reality - that I miss these dusty, musky feelings and need more of them in my life. I miss the crispness of film and the blur of it at the very same time. It breathes life into its audience. It breathes life into me. These images were captured in 2011. I haven't developed a roll since 2012. Gotta get back into the swing of things, it seems.