This is why I like digital. I don’t love digital like I love film, might never, but that’s okay. I still like digital and that’s enough. I might not have ever shot this image on film. I won’t do anything with it, other than maybe put a small print in my journal. But that’s reason enough maybe.
This is all her. Small things, kept, stored and then finally released into our little world, each with a meaning I might know nothing about. I have few, she has many, and the number keeps growing. That’s called a relationship. Ebbs and flows like the tide, the wind, and the dust on long-lost artifacts.
These days I make a lot of notes. And films, and posts. I make them for me, for you, for her, for others. It’s my life now. Always churning things out. Sometimes I focus because I know what I’m making might contain something, something good. Other times it’s routine, a workout. Humping loads. Up and then down and up again.
People ask what I’d be doing if I wasn’t doing this. I’d be doing the exact same thing. What else am I gonna do?