I've had this roll of film for a very long time. It has sat patiently on my shelf for so long, just waiting and waiting to get developed. You see, I'm very good at procrastinating. Usually it gets the better of me, but in this case my own dilly-dallying was to my benefit. Until now, I had completely forgotten where and when this roll was taken. The surprise was worth the wait.
The time: winter. The place: Grant Park. If you ever have the opportunity to stroll around the oldest park in Atlanta, you should. I'm not talking about driving through on your way to Zoo Atlanta. I mean just get out and walk. Time moves slower when you walk. Surrounding the park are beautiful Victorian homes, grand old trees and rolling hills. In the midst of noisy downtown Atlanta, here you transcend time, imagining high society ladies walking the cobblestone streets in the most fashionable attire. Then a Prius whizzes past. Oh well, you can still embrace the quietness of the neighborhood. The bustling metropolis that surrounds you urges you to drive faster, walk quicker, & work harder. Sometimes its okay to listen to that voice the whispers "slow down, take it easy. Go outside and talk a walk."
(These were taken with a Holga camera, which is an inexpensive plastic camera known for its inconsistencies, blurriness and light leaks. Sort of a cult phenomenon, the images from this camera produce an ethereal effect among the most basic of compositions.)
