Every Kiss is a First Kiss

What is the magic in a first kiss? Is it the anticipation? The kiss itself? Or in what may follow?

I've been shooting film for eons now. First off because it was THE MEDIUM, we had no other choice. Back then loading the film into the camera was the first act of creation. The next act was taking the photograph. Then waiting for your results at Fotomat was the step in creation. When I set up my own darkroom that became the act of creation, and developing it yourself, and then printing it in the darkroom.

Now it's still that act of creation: seeing the image in your mind’s eye, taking that exposure, then the “development” which now is converting the image from a RAW format to a printable format like a JPEG. Then the act of preparing it in Photoshop for the print, and still the thrill of getting that print back from my lab.

Every kiss is a first kiss.

Every photograph is like the first time I saw, focused, pushed the shutter and waited in anticipation for Fotomat to open up. The joy and the wonder are still there.

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