I spent a hundred dollars on film, two hundred and sixty developing and printing that film. Out of many many frames this is one of the very few in focus. So. Firstly, I dunno how Mark Dohring does it. Literally, I don’t. Secondly the success rate I had with shooting film was about as good as it would have been had my maniacal dog been behind the lens. This all leads me to believe my career has run its course so sadly from next year on I will be focusing all my attention on professional hopscotch and retiring from wedding photography. It’s been real but peace out chickens.
Ohh and for those wondering, this was shot on a hasselblad but it may very well have been a leica. Fuck knows. I was relatively drunk.