June 1st, 2011
Grandpa’s Camera









I’ve been lucky enough to inherit my Grandfather’s 1950s Kodak Camera. He was a pilot in the RAF, flying around the world, and would have taken the Kodak on many of his trips. Something special about using an object with so much personal meaning, I’ve learnt that from Esther and her various family heirlooms. Few snaps from the first roll I put through it. First snap is from the balcony at the studio, a couple from our flat and the rest randoms from around Melbourne.











































