Film. The delayed anticipation. The frustration of learning something new…or something old. What a magical gift the analog camera has given us. Who could imagine a world in which we could only ever return to those special moments in our memories? What a gift it is to get to go back to those moments, after the film has been developed. When the roll is finished, I get to unwind the film, unwinding my mind in the process, surrendering to the scratches, light leaks, and dust speckles. Imperfections are perfect in film.
Digital now feels so wrong to me. We take a photo, we disapprove. We re-do it…again and again. Come on –we’re all guilty of this (or we know someone that is). Since I’ve begun shooting film a few months ago, my favorite nights are when I get to sit down with my love and check out our latest prints. Flipping through the photos (in real life!), reliving our past adventures. We only ever take 1-2 photos rather than hundreds on an iPhone.
The film shots below reveal our travels to rural Connecticut, Christopher’s adorable hometown, where we spent a magical weekend with his family. We traversed the train tracks behind his house, wandered around the town shopping, laughing, and exploring with no plan in mind. Leave a comment if you’re digging the film vibes! All my looks pictured below are vintage, vegan, and sustainable.