The End of Film

Grassy fields smothered in the haze of the day’s sunset, a pair of electricity poles holding their ground at the onset of yet another hurricane, a non-existent building casting its shadow under the California sun. Vague reflections might lead the viewer to think that these are landscapes viewed through a window. These accidental surprises of the roll are proof that digital will never do the same as analog. The end of the film roll, but not the end of film.