Vintage Beginnings
Every photographer has a beginning.
Mine was small — a plastic Kodak 110 with a foggy little viewfinder and a world too big for my hands.
Mine was small — a plastic Kodak 110 with a foggy little viewfinder and a world too big for my hands.
From that first shutter click, photography became the language I spoke long before I understood it.
These cameras were not just tools.
They were companions, teachers, and mirrors.
They carried me from childhood curiosity to darkroom magic, from film grain to digital clarity, from yearning to mastery.
Each camera on this page is a chapter of my life — a moment when I learned something new about light, about the world, and about myself.
This is the map of my journey.
A constellation of glass, metal, and memory.
A legacy not of gear…but of becoming.
Instant & Point-and-Shoot Cameras
Kodak Instamatic 50
Part of my journey: Late-1960s
The very first camera I ever held. A Christmas present from my parents — the little camera that started it all. Simple, plastic, and perfect, it put wonder into my hands for the very first time. Those square flash cubes, the tiny viewfinder, the click that felt like magic. I didn’t know it then, but this small gift would shape the entire creative photography path of my life.
Part of my journey: Late-1960s
The very first camera I ever held. A Christmas present from my parents — the little camera that started it all. Simple, plastic, and perfect, it put wonder into my hands for the very first time. Those square flash cubes, the tiny viewfinder, the click that felt like magic. I didn’t know it then, but this small gift would shape the entire creative photography path of my life.
Polaroid SX-70
Part of my journey: Early-1970s (and still loved today)
Part of my journey: Early-1970s (and still loved today)
Magic in my hands. Fold, click, watch the world appear. The SX-70 always felt like alchemy.
Polaroid OneStep
Part of my journey: Late-1970s
Polaroid OneStep
Part of my journey: Late-1970s
Simple, fun, and honest — a camera of spontaneous moments and everyday joy.
Kodak 110 Cameras (various)
Part of my journey: Early-1970s
Kodak 110 Cameras (various)
Part of my journey: Early-1970s
Where it truly began. Childhood birthdays, family trips, and first experiments captured with these little plastic wonders.
35mm Film Cameras
Canon AE-1
Part of my journey: Mid-1970s – early-1980s
My gateway into photography — the camera that taught me exposure, patience, and the magic of light on film. Every frame made me slow down and be present.
Canon EF
Part of my journey: Late-1980s – early-1990s
Part of my journey: Mid-1970s – early-1980s
My gateway into photography — the camera that taught me exposure, patience, and the magic of light on film. Every frame made me slow down and be present.
Canon EF
Part of my journey: Late-1980s – early-1990s
A beautifully built mechanical SLR that forced me to master manual exposure. Solid, heavy, and unforgettable.
Minolta X-700
Part of my journey: Early-1980s – mid-1980s
Minolta X-700
Part of my journey: Early-1980s – mid-1980s
My dependable workhorse film SLR. The X-700 helped me refine early portrait techniques and long walks with that classic Minolta 50mm.
Minolta SRT-101
Part of my journey: Early-1970s
Minolta SRT-101
Part of my journey: Early-1970s
A fully mechanical tank that taught me pure, fundamentals-only photography. A camera that rewards knowledge, not shortcuts.
Minolta SRT-102
Part of my journey: Mid-1970s – late-1970s
Minolta SRT-102
Part of my journey: Mid-1970s – late-1970s
A polished version of the SRT-101 that encouraged me to experiment, explore, and grow technically.
Medium Format Cameras
Pentax 645
Part of my journey: Mid-1980s – early-2000s
Part of my journey: Mid-1980s – early-2000s
My fiirst dip into medium format. Bigger negatives, smoother tones, and the beginning of my obsession with detail and skin texture.
Pentax 6×7 (with wood handgrip)
Part of my journey: Late-1980s – early-2000s
Pentax 6×7 (with wood handgrip)
Part of my journey: Late-1980s – early-2000s
The legendary big camera — the one that made every shot intentional. The wood grip in my hand felt like holding history itself.
Large Format Cameras
Toyo 4×5 View Camera
Part of my journey: Late-1990s – early-2000s
Part of my journey: Late-1990s – early-2000s
This was my slow-down-and-breathe camera. Tilt, swing, ground glass, a dark cloth… crafting a single image felt like meditation.
5×7 Twin-Lens View Camera
Part of my journey: Early-1990s
5×7 Twin-Lens View Camera
Part of my journey: Early-1990s
A rare and unusual beauty in my collection. Large negatives, slow ritualistic shooting, and an unforgettable presence.
Digital Legacy
Canon EOS Rebel XTi (400D)
Part of my journey: 2006 – Today
Part of my journey: 2006 – Today
My first serious digital camera — the bridge between film and the future. Even in 2025, it still produces a nostalgic digital-film look I adore.
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And so these cameras rest now,
quiet, patient, and whole,
not as relics, but as keepers of the photographer I’ve been.
Every shutter click became a stepping stone,
every lens a doorway,
every frame a small act of becoming.
not as relics, but as keepers of the photographer I’ve been.
Every shutter click became a stepping stone,
every lens a doorway,
every frame a small act of becoming.
I carry them with me still,
not in my hands,
but in the way I see light,
in the way I honor moments,
in the way I breathe when the world asks to be photographed.
not in my hands,
but in the way I see light,
in the way I honor moments,
in the way I breathe when the world asks to be photographed.
This is my lineage.
This is my journey.
This is the story of how I learned to see—
and how, even now,
I continue to become.
This is my journey.
This is the story of how I learned to see—
and how, even now,
I continue to become.
These cameras built the photographer I am today — the artist, the explorer, the storyteller.
My legacy isn’t the gear. It’s the life lived through the lens.
My legacy isn’t the gear. It’s the life lived through the lens.