A year ago, I took a three days roadtrip at the very west of Brittany, discovering the Crozon peninsula. Two hours from home, but it felt like the end of the world. Coffee in the port of Morgat, hiking on the coastal path, exploring abandoned forts, sunset on empty beaches. I shot three rolls of film, got them developed and scanned right away. I looked at them briefly on my computer and decided that except one or two images, they were all really bad and forgot about them.
My parents visited last weekend. They brought me all my films, 8 years of pictures. And I (finally) bought myself a film scanner. So I started to digitise these forgotten pictures again. It was probably my lack of hindsight, but these pictures are not that bad at all. Here is what I’ve found.
(Can’t wait to see you again in April, my dear, dear Brittany).