Whispers of Winter

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Vallejo & Napa Valley, California 2016   |   Canon AF35M II, Kodak Gold 200


At the beginning of the year, during my sister and I's staycation with our brother in San Francisco, I made the opportunity to purchase a new film camera just for the pleasure of it. I figured since I already have a Canon AE-1 and a Minolta X-700 in my collection (which I both manually work with) that I should go with something different and much simpler. So naturally, I opted for a point-and-shoot camera. After some thorough research and a much difficult decision between the Nikon L35AF and Canon AF35M II, I sought out  on getting the latterand coincidentally found the perfect one on eBay.

The moment it arrived at the mailbox, I lugged it around everywhere I went, wanting to capture everyday moments of our trip. Despite the noise it makes, I love how quick and easy it is without all the fuss of the dials and figuring out which settings would work best on a certain situation.

I trusted the camera even though I had no idea how it will all turn out and have yet to see how it's functioning overall by shooting a test run and processing the film. For some reason, the owner I purchased it from couldn't test it out for me, so instead I was given the reassurance that if anything wasn't properly working as it should be that I could return it back. And although that seemed sketchy when it comes to purchasing a camera online, I still went for it. I narrowed it down to the fact that the camera and the listing itself spoke out to me and I simply couldn't pass up such a good offer. Whenever I think about it, I silently thank myself for listening to my gut. So now you can imagine how ecstatic I was to receive these processed photos and see that everything turned out better than expected.

These stills, captured in the wintery days around Napa Valley and Vallejo, speaks volumes about how it was to be at that moment. From the peaceful mornings down to the cold, I-need-two-coats-to-keep-me-warm nights, it all creates a story that whispers to me whenever I look at these photographs.

There's something about shooting in film that makes everything magical and nostalgic a thousand times over. Even on mundane moments, it gives the scene a whole new perspective. Everything is raw and unadulterated. And the excitement of not knowing and the process of waiting for the films to be developed months later is where all the magic lies.

It transports me back to simpler things, where the joy of waiting and cultivating patience is present in every moment.