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June 9, 2022

Kodak T-max p3200 is becoming one of my favourite 35mm films. After a bit of trial and error, I now shoot it at ISO 800 (it loves light) and develop it normally in Xtol stock solution. It has just the right amount of grain and contrast and stirs up those nostalgic feelings.

Lake Mackenzie Road after snowfall taken on Kodak Tmax 3200 — Lake Mackenzie Road after snowfall.

Snow covered road viewed through iphone from warmth of car. Taken on Kodak Tmax 3200

Frosty rose bud taken on Kodak Tmax 3200

Frosty Tulip Tree leaves taken on Kodak Tmax 3200 — I looked these fallen frosted leaves up on my Picture This app and it turns out they are from the Tulip Tree.

Kids with cuppas on Sunday morning. Taken on Kodak Tmax 3200. — Sunday morning.

Snowy eucalypt branch on the Central Plateau, Tasmania, Taken on Kodak Tmax 3200 — Heading up top.

Lady Lake Hut during an early winter snow. Taken on Kodak Tmax 3200. — Lady Lake Hut during the first 2022 winter snow.

Frozen Lady Lake on the Central Plateau, Tasmania. Taken on Kodak Tmax 3200. — Lady Lake frozen over. Central Plateau, Tasmania.

B&W film Central Plateau Deloraine Flora Higgs Track Lady Lake Hut Micro-Nikkor 55mm f2.8 ai-s Winter

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I have lots of things to teach you now, in case we ever meet, concerning the message that was transmitted to me under a pine tree in North Carolina on a cold winter moonlit night. It said that Nothing Ever Happened, so don't worry. It's all like a dream. Everything is ecstasy, inside. We just don't know it because of our thinking-minds. But in our true blissful essence of mind is known that everything is alright forever and forever and forever. Close your eyes, let your hands and nerve-ends drop, stop breathing for 3 seconds, listen to the silence inside the illusion of the world, and you will remember the lesson you forgot, which was taught in immense milky way soft cloud innumerable worlds long ago and not even at all. It is all one vast awakened thing. I call it the golden eternity. It is perfect. We were never really born, we will never really die. It has nothing to do with the imaginary idea of a personal self, other selves, many selves everywhere: Self is only an idea, a mortal idea. That which passes into everything is one thing. It's a dream already ended. There's nothing to be afraid of and nothing to be glad about. I know this from staring at mountains months on end. They never show any expression, they are like empty space. Do you think the emptiness of space will ever crumble away? Mountains will crumble, but the emptiness of space, which is the one universal essence of mind, the vast awakenerhood, empty and awake, will never crumble away because it was never born.
Jack Kerouac

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