mikotini

a little bit of everything and a whole lot of film

It was my Dad who taught me how to type. I still remember that moment, clear as day. 
Picture this: a lace tablecloth, dried rosebuds strewn about copiously, Royal Albert tea sets and a dazzling display of different flavour...
She, of the pink taffeta and the dark, dark hair, the watermelon lipgloss and the crystal tattoos; a wood nymph, film camera in hand, fr...
I have to tell you, I have been slacking in the reading department. Life, as it happens, has been not very pretty lately. But we are not ...
My dearest London, You never interested me much before. I always found myself running to the countryside, chasing my dreams of long wal...
A week isn't nearly enough to get your fill of Hanoi, I painfully realised when I got on the plane to head back home. There's just s...
Lomography's Lomochrome Purple has got to be one of my favourite film stocks ever. The dreamy, ethereal quality it lends to photos make...
"and we can smoke a bowl if you want to, we can fade off in the night crisscross off to an island, i can do whatever you lik...
It was a last minute thing, my going to Bali. It had been on my bucket list for quite a long time now, sure, but in my head, I had vision...
I am a big fan of experimental film stocks so when I came across Psychedelic Blues' Instagram page , I was sold on the second photo...
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