“…if you listen to the secrets within the city
you will find that we all look around and see both.
We see the greys and feel our breaths fading away, but
we also see the beauty and the differences
in every block that act as a natural muse
Broad Ripple, Mass Ave, Fountain Square
each with its own personality and people who mimic it.
Once you have found the stomping grounds to plant your feet
the River White that runs through the veins of the city
will eventually run through to your heart
in this city that inspires and makes beauty out of the littlest thing.”
Despite the “wonders of technology” digital photography offers, I continue to return to film and specifically black and white photos. I love the results. I may be just old fashion, or it might be I have all these film cameras and vintage lenses here I feel guilty about not using enough. Then there’s the wave of nostalgia from the aroma of D-76 in the dark…
In your eyes, I was just your little hometown
Stranded in the middle of nowhere,
Somewhere you’ll never reach far.
In me, you thought you’d never make it anywhere.
So just like every protagonist in every story ever told,
you ditched your little hometown.
~ Stacey Renei