(Color Chemistry, Part 2/3)

I had written this entry and accidentally deleted it. So I will try to cobble together, from memory, what I had previously written. It went something like this:

Yeah, yeah; I know: Out of 9 posts, 3 of them include an image of Natalia. She is my “baby mother,” except that her name and the year we were married is carved on the inside of a ring that never leaves my hand. Of the 16 or so waking hours of the day, we spend probably a dozen of them within sight, sound, or typed message of each other. The remaining 8 hours are spent snoring next to each other. I’m never ever bored of her and hope to heaven that she will never be bored of me. When were are apart for an extended period, at first I’m strong enough before giving way to flimsiness and then finally becoming a useless pile of rubble — a countdown to complete disintegration.

Above: Hanging around the kitchen of my brother’s house, this is exactly how I remember the viewfinder. The exposure, chemistry, and focus kinda all fell into line. I guess I really wanted this one; a lucky shot.

Praktica LTL (RIP) Takumar 55/f1.8,  Fuji Superia 400, C41 Tetenal color kit.