minolta

through the eye of a minolta srt 201, i can catch a lot. i can catch single beat of hummingbird’s wing & i can catch an antique tractor that hasn’t so much as flinched since the 1920s. i can catch the bat of an eyelash or the cling of a bottle against a bottle in the hand of a friend.

but some things escape me. the way you feel now that i’m gone. the way hearts break from distrust. the way relationships form over conversation & observation. the way your heart tells you a story & your head tells a lie… and the way that you look at me. through my real eyes… not through the eye of this manually operated, out of date, amazing piece of equipment…