I used to take self portraits all the freakin time when I first got a polaroid camera. I was too nervous to be taking photos of other people. Glad I am past that stage:) Nonetheless … was bored the other day in a very quiet house and had a couple shots of Impossible Project PX680...
Here’s my little boy Boston on Impossible Project PUSH film. The film is finicky but beautiful for sure. People are getting some good pastel colors coming through by overexposing a bit or using a flashbar. The photos will start turning cyan fairly soon so theres some folks peeling apart the film to let the chems...
Right? And I don’t think its just true for artists. I think any time that anyone is walking on the path which brings them the most joy and satisfaction, the thing that burns in their heart, the thing they are truely passionate about there comes a wave of resistance and then another and then another.
