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on a Sunday afternoon, had to bring my car to the repair shop and had to wait for 3 hours. Good thing there was a park across and I had my diana mini with me....so here are some of the results :)
Second handmade redscale film. I really like the outcome especially when shot on a very sunny day. I'd love to try it next with the LC-A+ and vary the iso setting.
One of my favourite lomographs. I had been inspired by other photos using silhouettes, and I really like the way the sun glasses still come through. Also, it is of my girlfriend, who got me into lomography by getting me a Diana Mini for my birthday, so I was glad to put it to use and capture her in a really interesting photo.
A visit in the Krka national parc in Croatia. Do you remember this popular picture of Winnetou and Old Shatterhand standing in front of waterfalls? This is the place where the film was made!
I felt like I knew her now, at least as well as one could. She was sensitive yet easy to be with, not the fickle, high maintenance girl I'd imagined. She always forgave my clumsiness. I understood that she had others, she gave her love so freely, so innocently, that I couldn't be jealous. I was happy to visit them and try and catch a glimpse of her. After all I knew, somewhere in the back of my mind, that she was as transient as life itself, and when she was gone, she would be gone forever.
I felt like I knew her now, at least as well as one could. She was sensitive yet easy to be with, not the fickle, high maintenance girl I'd imagined. She always forgave my clumsiness. I understood that she had others, she gave her love so freely, so innocently, that I couldn't be jealous. I was happy to visit them and try and catch a glimpse of her. After all I knew, somewhere in the back of my mind, that she was as transient as life itself, and when she was gone, she would be gone forever.
As the weeks went by, my love for her became an obsession, as is the nature of unrequited love. I spent every penny I had on her, trying to delay the inevitable. I had always naively believed that money couldn’t buy love and it hurt me to admit that, had I been richer she would stay with me longer. But there would come a time when even money couldn’t buy her, like a flame that burned too bright she couldn’t last. So I became an amateur meteorologist, studying the horizon like an anxious parent watching their child take their first, faltering steps, looking for cloud formations and changes in the wind, trying desperately to make the most of our time together. But the happiness I felt in her presence was now tinged with sadness as I could feel her slipping away.
I was introduced to her by some friends and it was love at first sight. I knew I had to make her mine. So I took her out in the countryside in the late summer sun to get to know her better. As we walked I realised I didn't even know her name, so she leaned in close and whispered....Aerochrome.
