See what I captured on my great Grandfather’s film camera.
I’ll forever love a raw film image. The best feeling is finding an old roll of expired film in the back of my dresser drawer and loading it up in my old Canon, it’s like winning the lottery. I think the colors of old film is so much nicer and smooth than the colors of a fresh roll.
The grit of my old camera that used to belong to my great Grandfather make it that much better. Forget Instagram filters… this is the real deal! (You can tell which photos I took after I got sand on my lens at the beach… whoops.)
SF was just gorgeous. I feel like each time I visit I will find new interesting things to photograph.