Category: Creative

I remember sitting on the floor of my dad’s old camera shop, surrounded by the heavy, metallic scent of aged brass and lens grease, trying to sketch the internal gears of a vintage Leica. I had all the expensive, high-end graphite pencils money could buy, thinking that a premium kit was the secret to talent. …

I remember sitting on the floor of my dad’s old camera shop, surrounded by the scent of ozone and aged leather, trying to sketch the intricate internal gears of a broken Leica. I had this massive, expensive leather-bound sketchbook and a set of professional drafting pencils, thinking that premium gear was the secret sauce to …