8mm films

This afternoon the three of us (J, H + I) watched old 8mm films that belonged to J's grandpa in a dark room in the bowels of a local furniture store. It was such a nostalgic experience listening to the clicking of the projector as the film looped around the reels and seeing the grainy texture that only genuine film movies could provide.

Special thanks to E for making it happen!

I never met J's grandpa but I could tell that he was a really cool and amazing person through his films, the many vintage photos he took and J's stories. And the fact that J still calls him one of his best friends. ♥

It really was a dark room! You should see how spooky it is down there with the lights turned out! BOO!