My Lomo Lubitel TLR is a fragile plastic being that understands my needs. It fits comfortably in my cupped hands. With its square base, my camera sits upright on tree stumps, leans against roots, and perches between branches where I nestle it while I climb into the frame.
I intentionally advance the film halfway to overlap frames. I have been calling this technique making “tributaries”. A tributary is a smaller stream that feeds into a larger body of water, or a vein in the body. It also means an offering, a tribute. These sprawling images are long and vertical. They flow like a river, they bleed into each other, they add up to something larger than themselves. They are surreal spaces made up of real moments and intuitive actions.
