Summer Days

Photos from a day during this past summer, shot on FujiFilm Superia 200 with the Nikon F80 + Nikkor 50mm f./1,8.

AREKU analogue photography with Nikon F80 summer 2017 FujiFilm Superia 200

AREKU analogue photography with Nikon F80 summer 2017 FujiFilm Superia 200

AREKU analogue photography with Nikon F80 summer 2017 FujiFilm Superia 200

AREKU analogue photography with Nikon F80 summer 2017 FujiFilm Superia 200

AREKU analogue photography with Nikon F80 summer 2017 FujiFilm Superia 200

AREKU analogue photography with Nikon F80 summer 2017 FujiFilm Superia 200

AREKU analogue photography with Nikon F80 summer 2017 FujiFilm Superia 200

AREKU analogue photography with Nikon F80 summer 2017 FujiFilm Superia 200

AREKU analogue photography with Nikon F80 summer 2017 FujiFilm Superia 200

AREKU analogue photography with Nikon F80 summer 2017 FujiFilm Superia 200

AREKU analogue photography with Nikon F80 summer 2017 FujiFilm Superia 200

AREKU analogue photography with Nikon F80 summer 2017 FujiFilm Superia 200

AREKU analogue photography with Nikon F80 summer 2017 FujiFilm Superia 200

AREKU analogue photography with Nikon F80 summer 2017 FujiFilm Superia 200

AREKU analogue photography with Nikon F80 summer 2017 FujiFilm Superia 200

 

Check out my previous posts with analogue pictures from 2017:

(More) Street photo in Malmö
Expired film on a Saturday

Sides of City (Superia 200)

Southern forest (Superia 200)

Expired Film (ExtraFilm 400)

Sumer Portal (Kodak Portra 160)

Kodak Ektar 100 (2/2)

Kodak Ektar 100 (1/2)

Double Exposures on analogue

City (Cosina CT-1A)

The Last Roll (Superia 1600)

花見 – Portrait with FujiFilm Superia 200

Concert photo with film – The Cho Berry Ba’s (Superia 800)

Snow in March + BTS-images of AREKU

Avalinity in Copenhagen / Street photo (Kodak Portra 160)

Analogue Kitty (FujiFilm x-Tra 400)
In Forest (FujiFilm 800)

Fields of (Kodak) Gold

Barbed Wire Roses

Long after Midnight in Malmö (w. FujiFilm Superia 1600)

Samsung Fino 20S (w. FujiFilm Superia 200)

Fujica MF (w. Fuji Superia 200)

Color in B&W (Ilford XP2 400)

Analogue Streetphoto
Sunny Days
Through Snow and Mist

One Response to “Summer Days

  • Sweetheart,

    I find it hard to write sometimes. It’s like I want to say pretty, amazing and so proud but not just out like that. Then life reminds me how damn important it’s to say just that! Say basic things. Say them often. I must confess, I often feel nervous writing about all the beautiful images. The goose bumps kind. Like when your love kisses your neck. Want more but shy too.

    Not everything is for gain or win, sometimes, love needs no more reason than itself. That is the feeling I get from this post. I concur with the ones that call your works poetic, because it’s not just in the motifs or narratives or placements, lights etc. it’s very much the feeling. For me poetry is much about the feeling of, which is tricky, because you never know how it will be received. It’s both thrilling and annoying at times. Especially when you get read “wrongly” or in connection to something you don’t wish to be. It can’t be all rainbows, but admittedly there’re more of them now.

    I don’t think I’ll ever tire of this kind of imagery. Especially not in that filmish Nikon feel. I never get to a clear idea as to why that is, apart from personal nostalgia. Can’t be all though. There’s a lot of images out in the world, but there’s a certain something really creamy about yours that spells right within me. That warm feeling of saying brew me some more hot coffee darling. Even though we both know it will just get cold. Things to enjoy, skin to feel.

    The 8th one gave me a lot of pleasant trouble. How do you do that? Give me a scarred but oh so sensual feel. I looove the erotic in them! The play around with different desires, what’s not to like. The Goal! Found someone that take you the right way and give all the reason to get on. Only limit is the imagination!

    There’s so much nice to say. I’ll keep it short. Pants off to a wonderful way of utilizing rainbows. Heart palpitations for that sweeping motion and deep panting of joy in the newborn feel. Clearly there were tears and highs and bellies. Life. As it should be.

    How do you know it’s real?
    Maybe when you want to make all the mistakes
    with someone

    when it feels both like rainbows and scars
    and the other’s arousal means more
    than your own

    when you want to cry and laugh
    and the bodies ache

    Baby’s got a way of saying life
    that turns me on

    For the long haul

    there’s poems in flowers
    and inside your eyes

    There’s bravery in everyday

    holding on to every heart
    in my hand
    in yours

    Green as absinthe dreams and never falling off

    take on the world but don’t drown
    we have appointments to keep

    like fly to sugar

    This life thing they say will eat me whole
    make this image

    When I said baby, I meant ours

    is there anything more sexy
    than be everything, like so

    can’t think of a thing

    I need you, doesn’t mean just fix things
    it means I want to feel
    Be part of

    Handsome, funny and sweet
    Caring and worried

    Hold dear life, hold
    that love high

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