I was going through my parent's stuff this morning, looking for things that i can use for my photography class homework - things like umbrellas, cardboards, blankets, spare light bulbs... anything at all. I ended up finding much more than what i was looking for: a Kodak Retina Reflex III and a Kodak Motormatic 35(c.1961). Yes, two vintage cameras. One belonged to my Dad, the other one was my Mom's.
I guess that's why no matter how much i tried to ignore the desire to pick up a camera and seriously shoot my life away - and i've been trying to ignore it for more than two decades now - it just wouldn't go away. I'm beginning to understand.
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