Bessa

A few weeks ago, I passed by a thrift shop and spotted this 1941 Voigtlander Bessa 120. It was fully functional, it needed a new home and it was less expensive than a case of micro-brew. So today, I arrived back home from Gotham and let Gabriella dwell in the analog levers and dials of old-world goodness.

There is something magical that happens to the mind of a digital native when you allow them to experience that which evolved into the electronic world. My only hope is that she realizes that life “back then” was every bit as exciting as the lives we live today.

The distinction between the past, present and future is only a stubbornly persistent illusion.
-Albert Einstein

A bit of an SP in large.