Cameras and love

  Back in 1980 I bought a 35mm film SLR camera from a friend. It had been barely used, just a couple times, maybe three. It was a Zenit EM made in the former Soviet Union. The model was designed to commemorate the Olympic Games in Moscow that year. My very first 35mm camera opened… Continue reading Cameras and love

Clank in the morning

There were sounds, so gentle, so quiet, too close to the sound of silence. Some barking dog over there, maybe a solitary noise of a motor, far away, diminishing every minute, until its dissipation in the air, as a pale color on a canvas, turning almost white. The night progressed slowly, charged by dark hues… Continue reading Clank in the morning