The Ghosts of Past Trails

The monster within puts itself between one and the path lying ahead,

while the ghosts of past trails follow one into their own cage.

The gates are up yet the fates of paramours travelling on parallel tracks are inadvertently juxtaposed;

until finally, the creepers consume the architecture of a once-vibrant memory.

These nonsense images came from a first attempt at developing film on my own. Their exposures were also of a very experimental nature, I do not usually make double exposures. The results, while unpredictable, were quite pleasant. A mayor contributor was without doubt, the lovely Brownie Flash III I used in the making of these photographs, much to the likes of this device.

Blues on the Railway

The Train Kept-a-rolling

The plasticky Baoca BC-9

I went on another bicycle trip across the the suburbs of my home town when I had the luck of seeing this train coming. Being a mechanical engineer and all, I can hardly stand still at powerfulness of these machines; it is always very impressive, no matter how old you are. I was carrying and old, plastic, 35mm camera, very lightweight and convenient in this kind of journey. I don't remember when I got this device nor do I know where it came from (I only know it is a Baoca BC-9 because it says so), but it turns out it takes pretty interesting little pictures like this one.

This reminds me of another one of the silly and useless activities I more or less regularly engage. I have this idea of collecting sounds of mundane life, like a photograph, but of a sound instead of a view. So here the sonography of a train rolling. It might have been a different train, in a different day from the one of the picture, but at least it was the same place.

Very likely, most of you will find this hundred of seconds absolutely uninteresting, but I like to think a good part of the perception of my reality comes from my ears. The loud and rhythmic sound of the rolling steel contributes to the amazement these artefacts generate in me. I could never be one of those people that are always using headphones while out on the street, I'd feel like I'm missing half of what's going on.