Some of my first shots with ID-UV, a spectacularly beautiful and unpredictable tungsten-balanced peel apart polaroid film. I was lucky enough to score these packs from the US in a sale, exquisitly expired. the smell never leaves your hands as you shoot; it’s the aroma of nostalgia to me.
There’s some more somewhere, I just lose them occasionally.
a house, that must breathe, despite open lung surgery.
mist and the lost world.
a small slice of afrika
and the door never opened.