I shoot expired/out-of-date film exclusively because I wouldn’t be able to afford film photography otherwise. I like to check the expiration date on the film packaging and try to recall memories from that year. Today I shot and developed a roll of film that expired in 1992. So, 1992. I was entering my second year…… Continue reading Expired Memories

We buried Grandma D today. I hope those closest to her are there for each other. I’m sure they are. When my mother died, I had no one to console me. I grieved alone. Maybe that’s the reason that even now, 6 years later, I’m still mourning her death.

It’s been a long day. Spent most of my time today at a funeral home for Troy’s grandma’s visitation, during which we got news that Troy’s aunt’s brother. who had been living in the same nursing home as Troy’s grandma, just passed away. “Someone is always dying here,” said grandma once when we went to…… Continue reading Long Day

You know what? I think we’re really spoiled living where we are. We have a beautiful downtown area, awesome Shakespeare Festival (and no, they don’t perform Shakespeare’s plays only), a grocery store across the street, free access to a heated, indoor swimming pool… When we finally move out of this town (not sure when it…… Continue reading Somewhere Out There

Not being a conventional picture-taker, I feel like a big weirdo when I’m out and about shooting with some film cameras that look nothing like modern-time digital cameras. I said “like a big weirdo” because I already feel like a weirdo just by being me. That’s why I rarely go out to shoot alone. I…… Continue reading Nothing Too Exciting

Since it’s late and I’m sleepy, I’ll just leave you with one of my favourite photos, taken on a roll of film that expired in 1977 and developed with coffee and washing soda. Goodnight!

I have nothing to say here today. I tweeted a lot of crap, though. (How’s that for blogging just for the sake of blogging?)

I hope that if there is an afterlife, it’s the one where we get reunited with the people we love who passed away before us. That’s the kind of afterlife I like to believe anyway. Troy’s grandma passed away this afternoon. She’d been missing her husband a lot ever since he passed away last year.…… Continue reading In Not Too Many Words

What is it about swimming that makes you sleepy? Is it the amount of chlorine that ended up in your eyes? I suspect so. Though it’s probably not. But it’s always the case, even when I was a kid. After a swim, all I want to do is sleep. We started going swimming in an…… Continue reading Splish Splash