Rarely does one come across undeveloped film anymore. My hot and cold affair with a medium format camera means I go through phases where I am reminded that real film has no equal--usually brought on by vacation and traveling to some place where everything looks new and different, followed by another 6-9 months of the camera sitting in a drawer. The iphone photos would have long ago been posted on instagram and forgotten. These are the circumstances under which I recently discovered several rolls of undeveloped film.
not THE diagon alley, and not the center of wizarding, but a diagon alley of sorts, and certainly the center of street food cravings in phuket, thailand. during the day, this alley would remain open but it had a sleepy quality- mostly functioning as a shady respite for anyone walking by and seeking a cold coconut. but at night, the alley came alive with lights, people, and scooters pushing through. the center area of each stall seemed to offer a secondary function as a tv lounge for the owners, which seemed quite useful. the flickering light from the tvs as one walked by, along with an olfactory tunnel of grilling foods, all add to the mysterious quality at night.
to be fair, these photos have nothing to do with sushi. nevertheless, they reminded me of what a hot night it was, temperature wise when i took them in rawai. and then, via word association, that got me thinking about one of my favorite sushi spots in studio city, california. this place not only had [has?] a delicious sushi roll named "hot night" but they went further and created a "hot night 2" the sequel. even years after i stopped lunching at sushi dan, the sushi, the lunch crowd, the city, all remain memorable. hot night roll- i salute you.
just before descending down to kata beach from the nai harn side of phuket, at the top of the hill lie a cluster of restaurants with expansive views. the kind of place people go to watch the sunset while feeling comfortably unchallenged by the menu. mainly tourists, with a robust subset of rowdy bare chested russian men. [incidentally, this robust subset of rowdy bare chested russian men can be found zooming around on mopeds just about anywhere in phuket, one needn't travel to the top of a hill.]
it is quite a postcard view from the top of the hill. i may save it for a different more idyllic post. but when i went downstairs to find the restroom, i discovered around the corner a verandah doing double duty as the wine cellar and laundromat. the scaffolding appearing as a series of boxes framing the view in an unexpected but nicely fragmented way. not sure if there is a moral to this story, except perhaps sometimes tis better to descend than ascend.
sunsets seem to be inherently romantic, even if overdone and schmaltzy. i'm not one for pushing a sunset photo agenda, but i did enjoy many a real-time sunset while in phuket. these two moments jumped out as particularly romantic- in the literary sense. idyllic and fanciful. that's about all the romance i can handle for today.