Film February
Film, it seems, is all the rage again.
It’s the ultimate anti-AI photography platform: analog, messy, imperfect. As digital photography gets better and better, some of us want to slow down and embrace the physical.
My own film journey is…nothing noteworthy. I have a few film cameras, a bag full of various films in my freezer, and every once in a while, I’ll pick up my Canon AE-1 or Olympus Trip and snap a photo around the house, when the light is just right.
I recently sent off a few roles to The Darkroom to get developed. When they came back, the photos were…all right. A little messy and imperfect. The funny thing was, it was like traveling back in time.
“When did I take that?” I ask myself. I even forget which film it was.
This month, I’m diving into my film archive and sharing some select pictures on Instagram and Flickr.
For me, film photography is the ultimate experiment. The top of the I-don’t-care mountain. Whatever comes, comes.
Enough time passes between developed rolls that the years don’t matter. The subject doesn’t matter. Nothing matters.
Just the image, the light, and the moment captured.











