Story of an uncooked chicken nugget
olympus compact camera and fujicolor film roll
No title available
$LAYYYTER
Stranger Things
will byers stan first human second
Claire Keane
noise dept.
Monterey Bay Aquarium
Misplaced Lens Cap

@theartofmadeline
Xuebing Du

if i look back, i am lost
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
cherry valley forever
YOU ARE THE REASON

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
No title available
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

Kiana Khansmith

PR's Tumblrdome
Sade Olutola

seen from Germany

seen from United States

seen from Canada
seen from United States

seen from Indonesia

seen from Spain
seen from United States

seen from India
seen from United Kingdom

seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from Germany
seen from United States
seen from Qatar

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Germany

seen from Malaysia

seen from Panama
@thedianaf
Story of an uncooked chicken nugget
olympus compact camera and fujicolor film roll
Mya, sweet candy
Olympus compact camera and fujicolor film roll
I’ve developed this film roll after one month, i tought that i had to wait until what i could have seen wasn’t painful anymore, we are strange creatures, we get together, search for each other in dating apps, on instragram, even from the other part of the world we find something in common until sharing that thing makes us happ, we dance and laugh, we open ourselves and let the other touch us. For a couple of hours the time stops, the space freezes and all that matters is living the way we want, taking a picture to remember that we can be happy, despite everything.
Olympus compact camera 35mm film
Casa fra le nuvole
Olympus compact camera and expired agfa film
Y O U T H | 2 Pure happiness
This part is for the moments of pure happiness, when you can taste the joy in the air and feel the burn in your bones, the excitement because you know that you are going to smile while remembering that moment.Being young is about doing things that other might not understand, like wearing funky socks or write on the wood your name, so people will know that you've been there, thank you for the fun and the laughs, these photos taste like Summer.
Y O U T H | 1 Life imitates Art
I tried to capture a part of what has been my daily life in Latvia for this summer, as a photographer i was so lucky not only to spend time with friends, but with colleagues as well. We searched for beauty in nature, in ourselves, in moments and memories, i felt blessed to be able to create art with such inspiring people, they reminded me a very important part of my life: Beauty and Art.
Baltic sea
Latvia, July summer 2018
Kodak Colorplus 200
Vieglāk dabu paklaut tai pakļaujoties
July| kodak colorplus 200
Once upon a time, a young-boy, while wandering around, was hit by the warm wind of Sirocco, the sweetness of the hot ad melting wind fascinated him so deep, that soon after he started to chase it everywhere, like a spinning top, he became mad after the hot summer wind of Sirocco. Years later, the boy trapped in a man body, that was ungrown from the years of madness, found himself in the desert, because at chasing the fire you can only get burnt and lost. In the desert nothing grows there is no water, no flowers, and no beautiful creatures, only dust, the dryness of the air fools you, you start to immagine butterflies where there are scorpions ready to poison you. After some time, the boy started to realize he had ended up in hell, he began to call upon the rain, first whispering to the wind, then talking desperately about how thirsty he was, at the end shouting his rage till collapsing to the ground.
Only when he understood he was going to die in a few minutes, asked one last time for the rain, all the regrets, the sadness and the repentance started to flow out with the tears, as the water was going down to his cheeks, so it started to rain from the sky, too bad it was to late for the old man to live his life.
This photo was taken by an old friend, but i still post it anyway
Yashica Fx-7 and expired fujicolor film
winter and summer
She was used to the warm of her lands, to the summer nights and the cigarettes that you smooke on the beach watching the sunset, she was used to be loved and kissed gently with words. He came from nowhere suddenly with a big void inside him, from cold freezing places, but a wolf from the mountains can’t live in the desert, in the warmth of a young love, even if you put it in the most cold place in your heart, it will die.
He came back to his lonely and snowy lands, but once you plant such a sweet seed it sprouts so deep-rooted, and like the last summer days, when the mornings are fresh and the night is cold, she went there, muted and felt the cold in the bones, after all the sultriness, in that freezing ice, she felt after a long time, a warming happy feeling.
But as the night and day, they cannot see each other at the same time, one is missing the warmth of the truthful cold, but if you put the ice near the heat, it will melt.
Cold freezed lands
Once i used to hate the cold, the snow and the ice, i was bothered when i couldn’t feel my hands and my breath was smoking ice. Now i miss these lands, in that freezing temperature i found something that now i’m dying to get more, i don’t know if it’s because they reminded me of you, but in all of that snow i felt warm.
I returned here with the ice in my heart, miss being happy.
Olympus compact camera and expired agfa film
Dear city of mine,
it would be ungracious to call you a killer, but this is how things seem to me, i would love to shout that i hate you, to write everywhere how much wicked you are, but my heart is too gentle and weak to do so. You are like a beautiful green land that enchants people with colorful and marvellous flowers, so they cannot see the snakes that are so deadly, hidden among the blades of grass. They all poisoned me, i barely survived, the only thing that keeps me going is the thought of escaping away, to travel like a stranger into more sheer and beautiful lands. You made me weak, incapable of love, for the others, for myself, incapable of trust, in anything, incapable of dreaming and wishing a better life for my own person. I’m paralyzed in the quicksands made with fear, anxiety and bitterness.
Soon it will be all over, i’ll be flying away like a bird in the sky, this is how the end begins, with my declaration of weakness, my hope in strongness and the will to leave you back.
Olympus compact camera and weird film roll by kodak
Parco Florida
Yashica FX-7 and expired kodak elite chrome 200, color slides film
Feeling a blue
Yashica FX-7 and expired kodak elite chrome 200, color slides film
Time passes, as the trees we stretch the branches to the sky, hope never dies.
Olympus compact camera and expired agfa film.
Film Anatomy
Olympus zoom 35-70mm and expired AGFA film
Do not forget what we are made with
Despite the bones, the muscles, the organs and all that substance, we are made with emotions, with choices, most of us are so weak, while others have courage, and mental strenght to deal with everything and be a better human being.
i am part of the weak, sometimes i look at myself and all i see i just fear, anxiety, insecurity and loneliness, also i see love, for my friends, family and the love of my life, who soon is gonna leave me alone.
Olympus zoom 35-70mm and expired AGFA film.