29.06.10

Day 6



Because I've been away so much this month (blame it on the wedding.  It's a living, breathing entity entirely it's own) and been a bit of a blogging dilettante, I've decided to extend the Polaroid contest so you guys actually get a month's worth of photos.  I promise not to let this take 6 months!

So, wedding and honeymoon recap.  Basically, it was awesome.  It's great to have married my best friend and I think he appreciates having graduating from "BOYfriend" to "MANfriend".  It makes him feel all grown up, but not too responsible.

We tried out "husband" and "wife" for a little while, but it just didn't sit right.  It felt sort of like we were playing house, but with a really high awkward factor.  Odd, no?  We've been together for four years, lived together for over two, and that never felt fake or forced, but calling him husband?  Whoa now!  Slow down!  I don't want that kind of commitment!  I can't be that old already!!

Luckily, the honeymoon was fantastic and made up for much of the weirdness (except when Steve had to ask for a skinnier pillow for his "wife").  Tofino is such an amazing place.  The people are super laid back, the landscape is beyond belief, and there are more VW vans per capita than any other town I've been too.  The trifecta.

So, back to the photos.  I was thinking, it might be kinda cool to give you guys a bit more detail about the pictures I'm posting here.  Nothing long, just a little background.

This polaroid is one of my favourites.  The building is the old CIBC on the corner of 12th Ave and 1st St SW.  I've walked past it about a million times (it's a block away from DeVille and if you know me, you know how much caffeine I need to function) but somehow never noticed it until a few weeks ago.  This pack of polaroid expired a year ago, hence the weird, horizontal blotchiness and at first I was kinda disappointed with it, but the longer I looked at it, the more that blotchiness fit with the image.

It's part of the reason I love to use film and crappy old cameras- it feels like they have their own personalities, and they are helping to decide how the image is going to turn out.  When I use digital, it feels like a dead hunk of plastic that I force to take a picture.  Film is a dialogue.

If your camera could talk, what would it say?

Have a great day :)

Love,
Hearts & Photos

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