Frost Apostraphe

The day after my grandmother died, I had this roll of film developed. Isn't it odd how one important event goes next to another unimportant event and completely colors it. The film was absolutely expired. I translated most of the images to black and white in order to preserve something of them. I shot all these before I knew she died and yet each one describes my grief, somehow.

( The other ones )

I'm disappointed that so few of the film pictures turned out. I've been taking very few digital pictures, but here they are. The double exposure feature on my camera kind of sucks. It will only take one multiple exposure picture before the setting resets and I have to go back through the menu and change it back. And I have to take the exposures one right after another, no lag time, or it resets. But I did get a few I liked.



( My digital tribute to apartment living )