One day I though: what the hell; I’ve been shooting this peculiar kind of personal documentary for so long that I might as well start doing it commercially.

How do you start as a professional personal photographer when you’re me? You start by filling your bag to the brim with film. My first resolution was to never run out of film; the second one was to stop shooting digital. The final one was not to listen to people who are driven by fear; who won’t take risks, won’t face challenges and won’t ever let anyone else chase their dreams. In other words, I ignored all my friends’ advice and did it anyway.

First assignment: a wedding.

I’m hooked… forever. The results came out so good I don’t even know what to say; I get overly emotional whenever I look at my own photos. It never happened before. If this is how my photographic life is going to look like from now on, count me in. All in.

Rebuilt the entire website/portfolio thing. I’m slowly entering the commercial/for-profit photography world. Good times ahead.

On related news, I got rid of my last digital camera. It’s all film from now on.

I recently had a brief period of change where I decided to stray from the usual camera/lens/film combination. It was nice and fresh, but can I please have the original set back already?

(APX is unusable. Tri-X curls like a hurt child. Neopan is black-and-white with nothing in between. Delta is usable if you aim for 100% midtones and weird grain that reminds me of awkward virgin sex. And don’t get me started on lens that are too sharp… now I get why some are deliberately undercorrected: to prevent the world from looking too creepy.)