10/19/2026
I stepped onto an undisclosed street in Dayton Ohio, beneath an October sun that seemed to have missed the memo about autumn. Heat bounced off the street and smacked me straight in the face.
I glanced at my watch, 6:02 PM, two minutes late.
Walking around, glancing at my phone, then to the buildings, then back at my phone.
"Are you here for the gallery?"
I looked up to see someone standing a few feet in front of me. Before I could belt my answer, I was already trying to figure it out myself.
I walked up the stairs, and entered the first door I saw, walking into a crowded living room. The sound of conversations were washed with the sound of Isicle playing a set in the kitchen. I made my way to the kitchen, camera in hand, before being ordered to "Did you just take my picture? Can you delete that?"
"No" I retort, holding up my camera, "it's film..."
The concern lingered for a moment before dissolving back into the noise of the crowd.
I continued towards the kitchen, and turning the corner to see Ben Gabriel's exhibition. The spotlight illuminated this towering piece of art.
I lingered in the kitchen, moving between paintings hung on the wall. Conversations drifted around me. One group debated about the colors used, where another talked about their projects and plans for the upcoming months.
I stayed a little longer, finished the roll of film in my camera. Walking back onto the street, the house looked no different than it had when I arrived.
You would've never known unless you knew.
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Leica MP
Leica 21mm Elmarit and Voigtlander 35mm F/1.4
Fomapan 400
