It started with a 1970s Instamatic. My favorite camera of all time. I took it everywhere. On every adventure.

Forgot to check my back pocket and jumped in the lake with it - twice - but it still clicked the next day. Back then, picking up prints 3 days later was Christmas morning every time.

Now they're downloaded - not developed - and time really does fly. The youth continue to go bigger and bigger, while the old school remind us that style and patience still rule.

This is my view on the story and the people, places and things that caught my eye, made me laugh or told me a story without saying a word.