Visual Diary

I fell head over heels in love with film cameras at the age of 18 and since that time I’ve carried a film camera with me everywhere. I’m the proud owner of about 40 film cameras now. I adore being able to capture fleeting moments that eventually, as if by magic, become tangible film negatives.

I find the film to carry a human rawness that I find a lot of comfort in. The qualities I am so enamoured about it I have found can’t be replicated digitally. The sheer risk of it and the ability to experiment with your negatives is something that should be cherished.

I’ve never been much of a writer, but this photographic documentation has become a unique kind of diary, one that involves no writing. I fondly look back over these images that remind me of all the beauty I’ve seen in my everyday. These images also help me solidify memories that I otherwise may have forgotten. There is plenty of evidence to suggest that the moments we take pictures of we don’t remember as well, but I think there is some kind of enchantment in that… Don’t you?