I thought to myself, “hey, wouldn’t it be neat to make a journal with photos?” and you know what? It was but also surprisingly more difficult to come up with something everyday. I made it a requirement for myself to have a month worth of entries and what I thought would take only a month…

Yeah, one of those. Good on paper, but a few dozen or hundred hours kind of things. So, nah. Think the theme would get lost under its own weight anyway. Moving on.

The Polaroid I-2 is a pretty great camera. Only worth it if you’re a camera nerd. Plus I focused on sound from concept to final product it’s subtle but I think I did well.

That and the culture of chasing people down for minor mistakes. Or horrifying comments that come from a place of anonymity is rather brutal.

It’s a release, a defeat, many things, but I don’t know how to fix it. Maybe it just is and maybe in the future it might be better but for now this is where it lays.

After being released everything felt so void. So sensitive but prickly… I still feel like that a lot of the time.