Somewhere along the line, I read from a photographer I admire (@rachaelalexandra.co) that she photographs her personal memories solely on film to keep some separation between her professional and personal work and protect her love for photography. It really resonated with me as an idea, and I adopted it this last year myself. And for all the reasons you’ve probably already read about why film feels special and intentional and present, I too have found myself with the same giddiness as a 7 year old on Christmas morning for every roll that came back from developing. I was inspired from the beginning to the end of this year to document my own life in a way I haven’t been doing in recent years. It has felt like an act of attention and appreciation and joy.
I tried to write a reflection on 2024 a few evenings ago, and I didn’t get very far, not yet anyway. But sequencing these few images together felt like the wordless processing my brain and heart needed most. Here’s to all we held and discovered — and the love we carry across the line of a new year.
