In Ohio I was a social butterfly. Most of my days were spent at various friend's houses playing until the sun went down. Our neighborhood was overrun with kids. The first street we moved to in Illinois lacked children my age and so I spent more time on my own. Often, while learning to play by myself, I would spend time in the basement with a particular dresser. This dresser had also been my changing table, but my mom repurposed it to hold pictures. The pictures were of friends and family that I missed and also of earlier times before I was even alive. These weren't fancy photos, they were often out of focus or had people with their eyes closed, but they were mine.
Fast forward 18 years... Jordan and I discovered my parents old Canon AE-1 (35 mm SLR) camera and surprisingly it still worked. In the 90s my parents switched to a simple and lesser quality point and shoot, which is hard to believe considering the camera they already owned. The camera hadn't been used in years and so they gave it to us. I'm excited to continue experimenting with film; perusing the unpredictability of the developed rolls just as I did as a little girl.
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