I think I may have an issue with not holding my camera, not having some kind of physical interaction with it. My long exposures have lately been on tripods or on other level still surfaces. It’s sort of important to me to have that touch, to be able to hold it in my hands. The RB hung around my neck in this picture, and I was holding this metal camera that had stayed cold in the car AC, and the lens collected condensation after being shocked into the thick July humidity (you can tell in the bottom left). Cradling it. Making the picture, making something that feels like an organic thing. Having my finger on that shutter and making a conscious decision to press it, knowing I’ve committed something to film. An irrevocable thing that doesn’t resonate in the same way when my camera’s not on my person.