old school

If you don't know me at all let me just say that every day I grow just a little more disenchanted with digital photography and find myself longing for analog. I don't know if it's the artist in me, or that I didn't fall in love with just photography, but the medium of film itself. The actual material, the physical light-sensitive, ultra cool, (what's now thought of as) cumbersome, beautiful, film. Or whatever your fancy is, be it photographic paper, tintypes, glass, Polaroid transfers, the list could go on-which is why it continues to fascinate me. The list really could go on. I won't delve into that fascinating and magical world, though. I'll save that for another time. Today, I'll just post some photos I did take with my digital camera *looks down at feet in embarrassment* *shuffles from one foot to the other* but was originally shot in black and white then later cropped as a shout out to my original medium format camera, the Mamiya C330-which I must say is already loaded with another film that is being used for another project altogether and was unavailable for today's shoot. So, I had to use what was available. Regardless, though, I brought home some interesting shots taken from the ghost of a horse farm that I once knew.