When I was 12 years old, I saw this really cute and colourful camera, the Holga 135BC, and I starved myself during school lunch, just so I could save up and afford it. At that time, I didn't really understand anything about photography. I just knew I had to load film into the camera and press the shutter. I saved up for a Diana F+ CMYK (I really loved colourful things), and took a lot more trashy photos with it. I still have those trashy photos from back then, but I won't torment you with such grotesque images.
This gallery holds photos from when I first bought my first film SLR, the Pentax K1000, followed by the Olympus OM2n, and probably other random film cameras.
It holds memories from my school days, when I was a lot younger, and also from my travels (Japan, Korea, Cambodia, UK, France). I think I saw the world in a very novel way. The images have no chronology. It is a myriad of memories; a chaos of emotions.
I am thankful for that Holga camera. It has changed my life ever since.