that innocence... the radiance... the purity of life's essence.......... can we ever regain that?
captured in a moment so ephemeral we probably cease to remember that split moment it ever happened............. how many shots out of a hundred can we actually manage to capture something so wonderfully perfect yet incomplete?
the fading lines.... the blurred images.......... all reflect on the surrealistic nature of it's perfection that it makes one wonder at it's existence.......... it looks like somethinhg taken out of a lousy 70's flick where they still ran on film strips with battered quality............. so old... yet so new and revived.........
simply breathtaking