One day at the Bangalore meat market, next day at the beach in Goa. Same same but different.
Last time I visited my mother in France, I found some Fuji film in a shoebox that must have belonged to my father – I’m guessing it’s probably anywhere from 20 to 35 years old.
I took a roll on my recent trip to Rajasthan and while there is an obvious red cast (you wouldn’t imagine what the raw file looks like), I could still get most of the colors back. What do you think ?
