So let’s talk about last week shall we? It was a definite insert-heart-eye emoji-here kind of getaway. We went away for a quiet week with Jack’s family in Puglia, Italy, to eat local food, soak up some sun and generally decompress. We stayed in a villa a couple of minutes from Monopoli (yes, Monopoli Monopoly does exist,) a beautiful town in the “heel” of the country. The weather was incredible; one of the beach days it reached thirty-five degrees and I thought I was going to melt. We explored, we drank wine, I ate a lot of cheese (fresh burrata and ricotta, count me in) and generally chilled the fuck out.
I was so excited to shoot in Italy; for one, the scenery was so inspiring, and secondly as I’d finally made the leap and invested in some Portra 400 film. What started as a casual way to take pictures of my friends without them worrying I was about to broadcast them onto Instagram stories has now become one of my favourite creative outlets, and I find nothing more inspiring than a trip away to a new city or town. However, the photos… didn’t turn out how I’d expected. I used my Olympus AF-1, and one of the clear differences between this and my previous AF-10 (thanks for letting me commandeer it, Ollie) is that the focus is a lot less sharp. Getting the subject in the right place is a pain in the bum. Additionally, the viewfinder seems to be slightly off, and shoot a lot more of what’s below you than you think. I’ve not been sold on any of the rolls of film shot on this camera so far, so I think it might be time to invest in a slightly more expensive one.
I’ve shared some of the photos that came out okay in this blog post – these are mainly photos of the places we went as nearly every pic of me is out of focus or I look like the Hulk. Not that I’m bitter or anything. But yes, I hope you enjoy this snapshot of Italy, as seen through my eyes!