Cloud-gazing. Polaroid-shooting. Sand-playing. Toddler-crafting. And then it all goes downhill.
Proper post tomorrow. Promise.
Ever since I was young, there was something about the feel of a camera in my hand that spoke to my soul. The ability to create photos that stir emotion, evoke memories, freeze a moment in time, it seemed almost like magic.
And though my current collection of cameras and lenses are a long way from the simple little disposable films cameras I took on school excursions, I sometimes yearn for the nostalgic feel of film. Of the anticipation. Of the soft, grainy aura of a good black and white. And so, with the help of my friend Mr eBay, my collection of film cameras is starting to out-strip my digitals. Next step is gathering vintage cameras as home decor…
(disclaimer:- these images are digital! Film images coming, I have two rolls of film waiting for developing, plus some medium format in progress… if I get anything good, I’ll post it!)
I’ve been on a cruise. On a large boat. Merrily sailing in ignorant bliss up that famous Egyptian river. Yep, that’s the one. Da Nile.
And why, I hear you ask, am I in denial? I have just realized that as of today, there is one month until Christmas. 30 days. I’ve been so busy trying to keep my head above water that I’ve been ignoring the rapidly approaching festive season.
But it’s time to face reality. Ideally, I’d like to make a bunch of gifts this year. Truthfully, I’ll be happy to get our Christmas cards out. So that’s our plan for today. Two boys, one mummy. Two gigs of memory and a whole lot of patience. Inspiration. Creativity. Just me, my boys and my camera. Sounds like a perfect day to me! Let’s do this!
Just a couple of images I found as I was sorting through my current card.
A sweet pink camellia:
Some yummy sun flare:
This one is my favourite of the two images. It just seems to have an air of vintage whimsy that appeals to my girlishness.
Lots of crafty stuff happening this weekend, a bit of sewing on the project that I showed in my last post, and I have just printed a couple of photos ready for scrapping that I hope to get stuck into this afternoon. Pity my domestic goddess halo is slipping! I always seem to struggle with keeping the house under control of a weekend – I think husband-mine makes more mess than the children!