Pink House Collection - an ongoing series
Seagrave, ON July 2018 / Toronto, ON January 2019 /
Halifax, NS May 2019 / Saskatoon, SK August 2019 /
Toronto, ON November 2021 / Montreal, QC March 2023 /
Canon AE-1 / Nikon FG-20 / Canon T70 - Kodak Gold 200 / Fujifilm Superia 200 / Cinestill 800T
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take time to notice by Rona Keller
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Ah, the memories from an autumnal world through the windows of my uni :') film, mid November 2013
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wedding mugs and plates. December 2023.
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boston, summer 2023
shot on lomochrome color '92
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Another Thursday, another old scan. And this one dates all the way back to April 1988. I had just arrived in London for university. My programme was initially painting and later graphic design, but I always carried a camera around for inspiration.
This photo was snapped in my newly rented flat in South Kensington. A prime location, just blocks from the Gloucester Road station, but the place was a bit of a shambles. An old Victorian mansion block divided into a dozen one room flats. The shared bathroom (one of those creepy cast iron clawfoot tubs) was on the floor above me, and the toilet downstairs. In the hallway just outside my flat was a coin telephone. The Australians in the building would phone home in the middle of the night due to the time zone difference. Of course I listened to their conversations ... how could you not? I can still hear that Aussie twang ("...but mum, I just need enough money for a flight to Barcelona. I’ll get a gig teaching English and pay you when I’m back in Sydney... That London pub job? It ... erm ... didn’t work out").
I loved that place. The landlady, Mrs. Fortunato, was an intimidating figure. She lived in another building round the corner where I had to drop off rent every Sunday (£60 a week). Each time she’d accuse me of feeding the pigeons on the front terrace. “We do not feed the vermin, do you understand?!”
Anyway, I’ll post more photos and stories about that flat some other time.
That's me in the mirror. The Argus Seventy-Five was a gift from my dad. It used 620 film (and I think there was a way to convert it to 120). I don’t remember what the other camera was, except that it had a light leak that created interesting effects.
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