The longest beach in Ireland looms largely on my childhood.
The relationship you have with the town you grew up in is always a difficult one. It has long been documented in prose, song, film and TV. Our relationship always seems difficult because of the age that we most remember it. Adolescence is always hard for everyone and it usually casts a shadow over your memories of your hometown.
For me the seaside town of Tramore, which is located just outside Waterford City in the south east of Ireland, is one such place that is cast in this shadow. This is where I spent my formative years and it was on this beach which occupied most of my time. I say on the beach because I never ventured into the ocean all that much. Apart from trying to surf one time and some brief dips up to my waist, I decided that the water was too cold for me at any time of the year and I couldn’t look cool if I was shivering from the freezing water. Instead, me and my friends walked up and down that beach from the rocks at one end to the sand dunes at the other. I can’t remember what we did or what we talked about but I am sure it was very important.
Now that I am older and I have kids of my own, I often find myself back in my hometown and invariably back on that beach walking up and down it with the kids in tow. They seem to be having more fun than I can remember myself having but they are not adolescents yet. I love bringing them there because every time I do, it forces away some of the shadows of my memory and replaces it with some sunshine!
My boyfriend Scott and I took our cameras on a road trip to the beautiful Coronado Beach in San Diego, California at the very end of May to catch beach combers, surfers, and beautiful sunsets on glorious film.
This is the story of my first adventure on the beach this year. In the middle of June, I took my first sunbath along the seaside on a small public beach in Varazze - a rather small and unkempt place which I will never return to in the future. Read more to find out why!
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My dad and I have been riding our bicycles for as long as I can remember. We had no camera back then, so I only have the pictures from our recent rides. Each ride to the island of Khortitsa today is like a reunion with my childhood and my father's care.
It’s normal during summer to be out there at the beach, sunbathing and getting yourself a nice tan, but in Malaysia, it could get pretty hot this time of the year. With the rising temperature, my friends and I decided to escape the heat of the city for a while and took an approximately three-hour drive to Cameron Highlands.
Some time ago, my parents-in-law gave me an old Polaroid camera that they used during my wife's childhood. After some investigation, I found out that Polaroid had stopped making instant film. But the factory in Enschedé, the Netherlands had been taken over by The Impossible Project, so I bought a package of fresh film and gave it a try!
Every summer, my soul screams for a lazy, hot day back at my parents' home, for some good food, relaxation, and catching up with childhood friends. This year is no different, so I went back down to my small hometown in the very northeast of Belgium to enjoy a perfect laid back day doing nothing and everything. And of course, I brought my analogue cameras along to eternalize all of these small but grand moments in life.
Exactly seven years ago, I bought this camera from Indonesia's local Lomography community. I remember having some savings in my bank account and just spending it all on this camera. At that time, I browsed the microsite for the Lomography Fisheye No.2 and immediately fell in love with it! Coincidentally, my friend who introduced me to Lomography just bought this same camera for his birthday. My life has changed ever since I had the Fisheye, my first lomographic camera.