Journal of A Melancholic

As a child my delight was to sit on the roof top

 As an adult my neighbors thought me weird, sitting on my roof

   so I took a camera with me

And they thought me a pervert on my roof with a camera

   so I went to the park with my camera

And they thought me to be a stalker

   so I only went out to photograph in the rain

And they assumed me to be challenged

   so I only went out when people paid me to use my camera

And they  thought me too expensive and quit calling

   so now I go out disguised as an old man

   with a little plastic camera wrapped in duct tape

And I no longer care what they think - I am alone again 

   with my thoughts, and the memory of that 10 year old 

sitting on the roof top

Images on this site were made with Holga and pinhole cameras.