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…and thinking of flying. Two of my favorite things.

So while I’m out you can gaze at some slides taken from a plane.

Because looking at pictures of my desk and papers would be pretty boring.

[I took these on a flight out of the old Larnaca airport. The building might have sucked, but taking off and landing always had a good view. As does the new airport.]

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I got a Polaroid Land SX-70 off eBay. Loaded up a pack of Impossible film and started testing it.

Looks like its light meter is a little off as all my shots came overexposed.

I tested using my usual models and following some advice from my resident photographer and the super nice people of Vintage Instant and somewhere between the first and eighth shot I found myself so fascinated by the camera that  I even went and read about its history. And watched old commercials of it.

But I guess my favorite moment was when after driving for two and a half hours I stood with sand beneath my toes and snapped the last of my first Impossible PX70 film shots. And this was the result.

Just like Laurence Olivier said: “And then, the Impossible happens.” I smiled all the way home.

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There’s something really cool about instant images you can touch instead of just see on a screen.

Especially when they’re a little imperfect , beautiful little things.

An instant art exhibition!

Out in the sun, to dry. (This is old-school peel-apart Polaroid film.)

He has been doing this for a while now, everywhere, not just volcanic beaches and museums of ancient things.)  Using expired film and cameras that I can only imagine were once called ‘portable’ because portable used to mean ‘can be lifted, even if heavy and inconvenient.’

So I got jealous. And got an old Polaroid SX-70 and some Impossible film. (Which, you have to develop in the dark still, and it’s not exactly the same, but like I told him, I am investing in the future…of the past. The Polaroid is dead, long live the Polaroid!)

xoxo

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We went in search of rivers.

One of us made his own pinhole camera. The other used a digital one.

It rained so much this year in Cyprus that reservoirs have become gathering places. And where there’s people, there are sandwich trucks. And ice-cream.

The men in the hats sold clay wares and other little things. They hung out in the sun and enjoyed the sunshine.

Where there are rivers, there are often ancient bridges.

There’s something really cool about walking on a medieval bridge.

And sometimes, if you know where to get off the highway, you can follow a river all the way to the sea.

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We went to eat at this little restaurant by the beach. The rain started falling as soon as we sat down and continued all the way through lunch. But when we walked out to leave, the rain stopped and the sun peeked through the clouds. Making everything impossibly bright and contrasty.

We drove up the coast stopping to look at the waves along the way.

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I got this idea stuck in my head after being in Santorini for about two seconds earlier this month. That over the years I have lived or stayed in a lot of places with great views. And maybe I had pictures of those views somewhere?

(I did. Mostly on film. These are a lot of them. Also the first shot of the last post.)

My friend Alex used to say, it doesn’t matter how your place looks really, only where your door opens out to.

He also used to say:  “Sleep is so good. It’s the best. You can’t buy that shit.” But that wisdom is for a different post.

I wish you all (and Alex) all the great views in the world.

xoxo

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I’ve been staying in Hackney a lot the last couple of years. At first I was ambivalent. It was not love at first sight. But then I found all its cool little places. And I got hooked. So buy me an “I ♥ Hackney” t-shirt and mark me down as enthusiastic. And if you’re nice to me I’ll tell you where they make the best veggie moussaka in the borough–Cypiot-style of course.

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