Learning to Fly, 2019

As the year 2019 comes to a slow, inevitable close, I’m struck by the sudden desire to start photographing again.  I can’t really say that I ever stopped–I carry a camera with me every day to work.  I shoot images on the weekends out with the family but I haven’t done it with any degree of seriousness.  I shoot out a roll, I mark it ‘+2’ or ‘+1’ and into the fridge it goes, presumably to be processed sometime in the distant future after my untimely demise.

I haven’t really been writing either for that matter which really shows after I read that last sentence back in my head (shit it’s bad isn’t it?) I can’t really say why that’s the case either though.  My economics, or time or the economics of time but I miss both pursuits greatly.  Not that I’m a genius at either but they are things that are intrinsically mine–wholly owned by Christopher Michael Noellert II and require zero input from the outside world.    

But I’m rusty.  It’s going to take a hot second to get my thoughts in order; to write with some kind of familiarity or ease; to photograph purpose and clarity of vision.  Bear with me though.  I have 100 or so rolls to process and scan which means there’s tons of stories ready to make their way out into the digital abyss in 2020.  

I’m learning to fly again. 

Hasselblad 501cm, Kodak Tri-X +2, processed at the Icon.