Everything was perfect, until it wasn’t.
I wanted to pitch this roll of film once I discovered it. I never wanted to see these images. But something deep within me knew better. I got them developed yesterday, nine months since it was shot. It took me that long to get to the point I felt I could do something with the images.
I love these pictures, I love that my families captured within the frames. Christmas 2013.
I scanned them in first, and I liked how ugly they were so I dusted them up nicely. Maybe this is the form I’ll present them in, maybe not. I’m going to put a lighter to them tomorrow, let them burn and give them over to chance. Then I’ll scan them in again and see what I get. It’s more therapy at this point anyways.