Things I have carried with me

A short reflection on some of the objects that I have carried through my life. Could I ever get rid of them? Could the photographs I have taken of them replace them?

A photographic memory

I started taking photographs back in the 1970’s when I was in my late teens. My first “proper” camera where I could control exposure and focus, unlike the point and shoot Instamatic the family used on holidays, was a Zorki 4K, a communist Russian rangefinder loosely based upon the Leica. Later cameras included a ZenithContinue reading “A photographic memory”