The entry level chunk of early nineties tech I have used to fuck this film up with, has been in my family longer than I have. It traveled around the world before I was born, and then it was used to take photos of me being born. I’d love to hear it’s stories, if it could tell them. I think.
Eventually it found its way back into my hands. I was a 16 year old year 11 student, who had just started a school based auto sparky apprenticeship. The workshop was within easy walking distance from the Adelaide Central Markets, where I’d get lunch from most days. It’s also where I discovered the best camera shop that there is. Photococamerahouse.com . The oldest camera shop in South Australia. They have played a monumental roll in helping me not fuck up as much film. Absolute legends!

I’ve got memories, impatiently waiting for the little green man to illuminate. He’d pause Gouger Street long enough to let me cross with my sushi rolls in one hand, and a fresh set of prints in the other. I’d be buzzing with excitement to get back to the smoko room and eat my sushi. Going back through the memories from recent weeks and months was pretty cool too. My uninterested co-workers however were trapped in the lunch room. Where they were forcefully subjected to, primarily me or my mates’ shit box cars. They also had to endure a blurry array of action shots taken at drift events. Held captive by the societal norm of sitting down and eating lunch together.
I really hope I can edit this shit later with some flicks because its 4:20AM on the 1st of April. It’s a Tuesday. I cooked up the idea of making this thing during the back end of last week. Since then I’ve watched hours and hours of blog start up guides on YouTube. Something occurred to me while I was attempting to retain the monotonous dialogue that held very little relevance to me – I should just do what I do best. Get in there, have a crack, fuck it up, learn and get better. So I collected all my loose change, cans and bottles(someone hire me). I came up with a couple hundred bucks and threw it at this stupid bloody thing. I’ll hopefully edit or delete all this and use the good bits with some photos later. But I’ve been hard at it since Saturday and I’m fucked.


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