It's rare that I have so many images to share from a single roll of film, but this Kodak Vision2 250D cine film produced some really fun pictures. Not all of them are ones I consider portfolio worthy, but they're definitely ones that I'd be happy to share around here and there. Especially the ones that I consider to be memories of moments and places. Not necessarily art, but more just photography for the love of photography and the moment. Some of these are that way. They're shot when I was at a rough time, going through the stages of a panic disorder that sprung out of nowhere and still burdens me a bit throughout the days.
I could tell I was getting better when I found more want to get back into photography though. When the itch to get out started to feel stronger than the feelings of anxiety and panic. I loved the little experiences I'd get with a camera. The moments of life that would've gone missed otherwise. Like these images of these puppies which sprung up one day. Strays outside of the old apartment building. Some local kids would take good care of them, eventually a woman took them all in (despite the parents being nearby and checking on them daily which made me a bit sad when I saw them attempt to visit them and not find them). Though it was for the best, they got adopted and entered actual homes instead of the flea and tick ridden streets, where they're free from the fat miserable chain smoking Armenian men that would've treated them poorly.
This underpass picture was in the earlier stages of that panic disorder forming. I tried to walk a bit away from the apartment with the camera. I really struggled and felt rough here. But I saw potential for an image and tried to make it work. Though I think it didn't quite turn out as I'd have liked in the end. Less artificial lighting and more natural light took over. There isn't much of a tone or atmosphere. Though it does have some of that post Soviet weirdness to an underpass which I suppose still tells a bit of a story. I like such places, where history feels much present and time never moved on. I have tried to photograph such things less after people would say I photographed too many 'depressing' things. But also because I want to share different types of narratives around Armenia rather than focusing on the usual Soviet aesthetic that I love. It's a bit of wanting to do more for myself and exploring more, but also just being aware of what could be more commercially appealing.
But that won't stop me from shooting the odd frame of a panelka entrance.
