Going from Star Wars Celebration to Disneyland was going from my happiest place on Earth to the happiest place on Earth. Stepping into Disneyland is like stepping into another world, filled with rocket ships and cute little stores whose opening hours are never.
I also found my true love there: soft pretzels. Oh America, why do you make such strange, yet delicious food?
Sporting my new Sigma lens, my usual nifty fifty was thrown unceremoniously into my bag (“I don’t need you anymore, I’ve found someone better!”) Soon enough I found myself swapping them back around; turns out I’m still a sucker for prime lenses.
I absolutely adored Star Tours and Space Mountain, much to no one’s surprise. Sometimes when I drift off on the bus I think of going back and riding Star Tours a million more times. One day I’ll get all the combinations, guys. One day.
News update: I got a Patreon! If you like what I write/photograph at all, consider helping me out over there. There’s so much more I want to do, but money can be the biggest cockblock of all time.
I recently unearthed my mum’s old Pentax K1000 with some help from my sister, and since I had some spare film laying around I decided to test it out.
We couldn’t get the battery slot open, so I had no light meter, and I wasn’t 100% sure I’d loaded the film properly (it’s been a while), and then I almost screwed up rewinding the film—on top of the film counter being broken. This was a lot of experimentation, and I was totally expecting to have a roll of basically nothing.
Most of this is from Thames and the Coromandel; a friend and I went for a walk up to the Waiomu kauri grove one morning while down visiting my family. There’s one tree there that’s absolutely massive, must be a few centuries old. We also just wandered around the town a little on the market day (I was trying to find the source of the sausage sizzle scent).
As for my normal DSLR baby, I’m going to be uploading photos from a cosplay shoot from a couple months ago (oops) with a cosplayer I adore later this week!
It was a month ago that I finally stepped foot onto the plane that would bring me, for the first time in over 15 years, to America. I meant to sleep the flight away–I really did–but instead I absentmindedly drank a glass of wine offered to me before remembering my sleeping pills had a “no alcohol” rule. So for around 30 hours, I did not sleep. Oops!
Why was I going to America? Well, for Star Wars Celebration, the massive convention for Star Wars fans all over the globe to converge and nerd out together. As if anyone needed more proof of how much I love the franchise, this was it. From the 15th to the 19th of April, I was to be surrounded by Star Wars.
I have some writing in the works, but it’s my birthday tomorrow, and then a busy weekend because of my 21st party, so I’m gonna be behind on most of my posts. So, have some dogs! I took these at a dog adoption drive a few weeks back.