New Year's Present

Even though some of you already stumbled upon what I am about to show, it is still relevant to me to put them here, as proof of what remained hidden for so many years in the closet. What I am referring to is nothing but a roll of film. 

It all happened in a rather windy, cold day, a few days before my departure back to London (around the 5th of January). There I was, trying to see what I had and needed to pack and those that could stay for maybe another time when it crossed my mind to go and look for some ink cartridges to bring along with me. The closet was packed with memories and objects from mine, my brothers, even my parents early days. Curious, I took boxes and papers and objects that, despite put aside, still help refreshing some memories of early times. From those, I saw a cassette recorder and an unseen camera, which I immediately took out and carried to my room. Dust was decorating those gadgets and my mind was curious to see which wonders could they have inside. I opened the camera's box, gazed upon it and turn it around, wishing for a film inside it. A film!!

How many pictures could it hold inside? How old could they be? Who might be in them, where such a few wonders passing at the speed of light through my head. Carefully enough to avoid ruining the whole gathering of memoirs, I rolled the film back and took it from the camera, keeping them safe and sound, ready to gain life again, at my hands in a near future! :)

But this was the point where I was to remain, for now. London was still a few days away and I didn't want to spend money processing film in Porto, where I could do it, with my very hands and for free at Uni. This said, I put them in my bag and turned over to the cassete recorder. There was a tape inside, but no sound was coming out of it, apart from a metallic palhete trying to roll the tape over, unsuccessfully.

Anyhow, these were fine discoveries that I came to find out later to have even more meaning than what they seemed. The cassete holds (my dad's words) the first sound that I ever made. He bought the recorder to protect from the marvels of time the ever first sound I made. The tape, seems to be still fine, but that was something I forgot to bring and try to fix (maybe it is not time yet to listen to those sounds).

The negative, though, revealed a few surprises! For starters, it had only two photographs taken out of a roll of 36 frames. The two frames that still remained intact, though, had a lot to be told about! What, I cannot say for these recollections are even unusual to me. Anyhow, where's what I got from the hidden negative

And for now, we stay here.

Finding Eire

It's April, my friends. The rain is falling here, in the big city and the uni isn't going that great. London is  making me loose my direction: I'm getting lost inside this urbann jungle.

The answer stumble upon me when my room mate asked me, in a very umble way 'St Patrick's day is coming' and the Easter holidays getting closer. Why not see if it's affordable?' Wrong - or right proprosal, my dear. And challenge accepted! Soon enough, not even an hour later, I found some cheap flights to Cork, from London and, full of excitement I called my mum hat, being mom, that showered me question about where would I be sleeping, with whom I was going, to which I replied 'Well, it's such a short notice trip that probably I'll go alone'. Wrong answer. One that made her insist so much about changing this idea that lead me to call a very good friend of mine, Zoe, whose reply to my proposal was the best I could ever imagined!

And so, with 30£ on the pocket, a camera and a travel mate, I set of to the land of the green grass and leaprechauns!

Through 7 days and 6 nights, we traveled the west side of Ireland, all the way from Cork to Galway, southwest to Dingle, and again back to Cork, with stops in Limerick, Ennis, Newmarket on Fergus, Cliffs of Moher, Killrush and Killarney :)

This trip was medicine to me, and it made me see how important doing this is to me. Also, this jourey inspired me to write more about what I do, rather than showing just photographs.

Also, this particular happening shall be put on a book format!