All the films I just did not want to develop myself, thank you

This one day I got an e-mail message.

I had to dial a certain phone number.

I wanted answers so I called.

…and then life decided that second chances were in order.

So I decided to wait for my films to be developed professionally.

Well, I would have done it myself, but I was too damn busy with projects and exams.

…anyway.

This is film… as usual:

One sunny December day, Sam, Diego and I went street shooting.

Delta 400:

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Talking about random stuff
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Awesome framing!! I chopped off half homeless guy
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…so welcoming… like a voice asking you to go in
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the external side of the stained glass windows
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I told them I had a thing for mirrors (not being narcissistic… go and read Borges)
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layers, layers, layers
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Food being prepared
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Singing birds
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Sam having a laugh with some street seller…
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Construction workers posing… they saw the camera from up there, and started shouting
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Shadows
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Eduardo’s dining room
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Eduardo preparing some treats for us… yum yum
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Buttons, buttons, buttons

Back in November I got the chance to shoot a show that reminded me about my age. (note to self: Insert fragment from Pulp – Like A Friend). Teens… some even brought their parents…. damn…

Anyway… it was a good show.

Delta 400 pushed + 1:

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Crush Crush Crush
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Near the end…

Then in December came the time to say goodbye. Goodbye and an awesome Christmas reunion… chez Romualda.

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Jules smiling
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Martist
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N and I wandering in a new commercial center
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Fucked up frame… I took the film off and then reloaded it again… the last MTY frame I took
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Back near N’s…. an old truck in some random street
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Watch your head…
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Men’s restrooms in some sushi place
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Yay… so much traffic that people started selling shit in avenues
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David’s b-day…
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Selling balloons up close and personal
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Small ones getting used to the market
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Many mouths… just one taquero
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…for a thirsty mouth
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Piracy
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Best. Quesadillas. Ever.
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Lotsa piñatas
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Lotsa Chiharrón
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This man has been selling pens for as long as I can remember
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Light coming into the meat aisles
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Him, I’d never seen before
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Piggy + Cow banks

*going through Facebook photos*

I’ve always wondered how is it possible that someone who had the chance to move abroad, live new things in a different culture, be in a more evolved society (leaving a small ranch and moving to the city), simply goes back and keeps on doing the same things as before leaving. I think it is just like having an amazing gift and not only throwing it away… but crushing it, setting it on fire, and then flush it down the toilet.

I guess you can take someone out of the ranch, but you can’t take the ranch out of that someone.

*back to the blog*

Portra 400vc:

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N’s tree looks cool in a typical contre-jour
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I don’t understand how someone would not use sidewalks…. this is Mexico City, for CHRIST’s sake (pun so intended)
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La Buena Tierra – one on N’s awesome recommendations
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Chili’s with Jorge… I was getting drunk and my meter battery had died. Apparently I can meter properly sans lightmeter
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Coyoacan + Ice cream + lovely vignetting
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Plaza Satélite – up North Mexico City
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minimum focusing distance: an arm’s length
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nsette

Squared Portra 400vc:

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awesome way to sell products – downtown Mexico City
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largest poster store I’ve ever seen in my life. everything you can imagined, they had a poster of that.
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Didn’t know she had opened a branch here… 😉
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the mechanics of flirting… non verbal marketing…
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San Juan Bautista – Founded by Hernan Cortés.
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CHANGOLEEEOOOOOOOOOOON – asking for money, of course
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Balloons, and an awesome guy who decided to take a step back just as I clicked
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Kid about to buy some pranking toys

…and then I packed bits of my life and moved on again…

Delta 400

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First place I went to after moving to my new place
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Bldg 34… Moni’s office

This is as far as I’ve come right now.

There are many things left to solve, but in a way the need to control my uncertainty has pushed me during this last year to make things happen.

Not that many rants for now… just things as they are.

Hope life catches you well,

J