Emotions, in my experience, aren't covered by single words. I don't believe in "sadness," "joy," or "regret." Maybe the best proof that the language is patriarchal is that it oversimplifies feeling. I'd like to have at my disposal complicated hybrid emotions, Germanic train-car constructions like, say, "the happiness that attends disaster." Or: "the disappointment of sleeping with one's fantasy." I'd like to show how "intimations of mortality brought on by aging family members" connects with "the hatred of mirrors that begins in middle age." I'd like to have a word for "the sadness inspired by failing restaurants" as well as for "the excitement of getting a room with a minibar." I've never had the right words to describe my life, and now that I've entered my story, I need them more than ever.
No place is boring, if you have a great company & a pocket full of unexposed film.
Introduced by my best friend @ducngostudio and ever since film is something that I enjoy to do & I often carry my film camera to photoshoot, events & even when I walk on the street.
Here’s my few of my B&W film.
There will be more in the future as well 😙
What is that one thing you do when you just want to get away from he crazy 9 to 5 schedules, the chaotic mess that family brings?
I have repeatedly told people that I do not like the outdoors, I am not about that life and neither am I going to compromise.
However, on occasion I do enjoy a little one on one with ‘Mother Nature’
Just to explore and experience a different feel, you feel me?
And I am fortunate enough to have this beast to cruise around in as a daily driver.
PS. This wasn’t someone’s random gate, I was going there!