Honestly, I wasn't sure if I was a pinholer anymore. Honestly, I didn't know if I was still an amateur photographer. Honestly, I quit everything creative. Honestly, I quit me.
There's no deep soul searching here in this post. I've been so busy trying to make others happy that I forgot to make myself happy.
I'm creative and I love sharing that creativity.
So, with that, I'm knocking the rust off my creative self and this site.
There is a park in Nashville, my hometown, that I visited for the first time recently. It's small, woody, hilly, wet, and filled with tiny pieces of art and junk and artsy junk.
I shot a few images with a Vermeer 6x17 curved plane camera I purchased secondhand quite a while ago. It's a new camera for me and I haven't shot pinhole in a year or two...excuses. Regardless, here are a couple of shots.
|Fairy house, Portra 400, about 5 minutes|
|Springhouse Tree, Portra 400, about 5 minutes|
|Phone shot of my Vermeer in action, and yes, that's a tripod (I was so brash in my youth with my whole "real pinholers don't tripod").|