Thursday, November 6, 2014

w i l t i n g

Here are some photographs of wilting flowers outside a window on a busy street in my neighbourhood. I don’t know if they represent anything; I often see street kids arranging various items in this specific place, so they are likely more of an art installation that a symbol of mourning, or perhaps both. Nonetheless I liked how they looked, so here they are.
I love carrying around my old Minolta with me most of the time, if my bag isn’t already too heavy, not that anything is more important, apart from maybe a water bottle in the stifling heat we have entered. I love to shoot film mostly, there is something so magical and beautiful about it.