In the summer of 2020, a former flatmate of mine decided to buy an analog camera. I had always been attracted to photography and the idea of owning a camera, but I had never gone the last mile into buying one for myself. While we were standing in a camera store, we spotted a beautiful Agfa camera, which was quite cheap at the time, around 30 euros. My friend ended up choosing a Japanese camera, and I, who did not enter the store thinking about buying anything, left with an Agfa Selecta.
While the clerk explained to me how it worked, I marveled at the fact that it did not need batteries. I bought a film and got myself ready to start taking photos straight away. From the first roll, I lost more than half of the photos because of my lack of expertise with the crank to rewind the film, but with time, we ended up taking some great shots together. Later on, I got a Vitoret for my birthday, which I am still trying to figure out. It is lighter than the Agfa but also more limited.
There is something about analog photos that makes me feel that they are more real. They seem to be closer to my real memories than digital photos, somehow having more feeling and vividness. It might be all placebo, but here is a collection of shots from Porto and elsewhere.
Disclaimer: When I say good shots, I mean for me and a couple of friends. You are free to disagree