One of the beautiful things about film is the grain. Sometimes we get used to seeing the crystal clear sharpness of digital photography that we forget that our photos used to have a little grit and grain to them. I recently had the honor of putting together a slideshow of images for my grandfathers memorial, and I was struck by just how much LIFE there was in those old photos. That I didn’t care how poorly they were exposed or that the horizon was off. There was meaning and moments and memories. And because I work with images all day nearly every day I get so accustom to the “polish” that is expected in every day life.
I loved seeing Vanessa and her family this last fall in Wright Park! We used to work together (back in my counselor days) and I remember when she was pregnant with her youngest – man time has gone by so fast!
**Nikon F100, Superia 400, Scanned by Joe & Patience**