It Took Me Four Years to Use a Single Roll of Film

I bought my girlfriend a camera that she never used four years ago for her birthday, I seldom used it and it stayed either on a shelf or at the bottom of a suitcase. Getting the prints was like stepping back in time. It's an odd sensation having taken images over a period of years … Continue reading It Took Me Four Years to Use a Single Roll of Film

A Narcissist Abroad

“Who hasn't asked himself, am I a monster or is this what it means to be human?” ~ Clarice Lispector, The Hour of the Star, 1977 For the past few years I've been coming to terms with and trying to fight against the fact that I am a narcissist, I think I'm more important than other … Continue reading A Narcissist Abroad