The pulse of my life
Contact-print, 1980.
The pulse of my life
Among the most exciting and joy-filled moments of my life, are all those waiting times, recurring, between shooting and getting the developed films back from the lab. Moments of anticipation, impatience and promise (often tinged with disappointment but every so often rewarded beyond all hope) that have punctuated my life to the point where my heart beat to their rhythm and still does today – because I haven’t abandoned analog black and white photography, as much for this reason as all the others.
