Sometimes it just hits me, I turn 30 in a month. It isn’t some far off date anymore. It’s scary. Truth be told, I never thought I’d make it this far, I always worried that my hard partying, drinking, and generally reckless lifestyle would always bite me in the ass. Guess not, or at least not yet.
I always loved pictures, they capture a specific moment of a specific place, never seen before and never to be seen again. Maybe I’m romanticizing photos too much. I do that to too many things.
I did buy a film camera off ebay, a Pentax K1000. I hope I can do it justice. I’ll be taking a few trips over the next few months and bringing it and maybe one or two others along for the journey(I’m not looking forward to flying with film.)
Maybe if this site picks up and gains some traction I’ll start doing the youtube thing. That scares the crap out of me. Then again maybe its easier than talking to people.
WC Fulks 