Main Street Magazine Spring '23

I hope that with this gallery, the flawed,
fragmented lives that we all live can be
represented as joy through celluloid. Our
memories, just like film, may be fleeting.
Film can be burnt. Even torn into shreds.
But that doesn’t negate the stories
that we can tell with these memories.
Maybe we can find joy in loss. Maybe we
can find out a little bit about ourselves
through sacrifice. Maybe the worn,
fading world that we live in is a sign
that we’ll all turn out just fine.
-n.j.
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