The Last Film I Loved

I believe there is a sense of loss in most of the photos in my personal projects. Perhaps that’s just my own interpretation. I have this obsession with loss and mortality. I’ve heard some people say that the act of photography (or art) is an attempt to hold back time. To immortalize something. Does it calm the fear of the inevitable? Though change is often times desired, most of us are afraid of change. Is this related to a sense of loss? That things we once had or knew are no longer? It shows us that those things were never really ours to possess. Or only to possess for a moment in time…time which is beyond our grasp. For me, the loss in my photos is about peace. Giving it. And finding it.

Perhaps that’s part of the reason I love film more than ever. With more and more companies halting film production, you can’t work with the medium without feeling its uncertain future. Read More »