I have a film sitting at the chemist, waiting to be developed.  Very exciting.  I haven’t had a film developed since 1999, although I did own a Polaroid and that did sort of develop film.  On its own.  LIKE MAGIC.

This, and I think I’ve mentioned this before, comes from my SLR.  It’s a roll of experimental photographs, where I’ve played with aperture width and shutter speed and that sort of thing.  I don’t know if it’ll help or not, but there should be, somewhere, some really fucking cool photos in there.

Maybe.

Or maybe every single one will be a useless blur.  Who knows?  It’s possible.  This is the uncertain joy of photography.  Digital cameras have taken it from us.  Pictures are, as a wise advertising slogan once declared, back.