Growing up photos were a luxury. Nestled in the back of the 8x10 frames in my parents' house you will uncover mine and my sibling’s evolution. One photo per year on the oh so dreaded school picture day. My parents didn’t have the disposable income to document most events. Like so many people we just have these and a handful of moldy snapshots. During the boom of 90s point and shoot era I became obsessed with the idea of photography. Affordable film was everywhere. With a after school job or two I was able buy a used Konica and take some classes. Shooting life around me and what felt like a million hardcore/punk bands at local clubs and DIY spaces was fun, but I was becoming more frustrated with the process. Chasing how to capture the magic of the music scene I was part of. Summer of 2000, I took a toy camera class and fell in love with the Hoga. The light bulb went off. Found the formula for what I was told since my 1st class was impossible. Forget about the rules, shoot by feeling not seeing, add instead of cropping, get lost in the moment. The resulting images were more than I ever hoped for. After a few years I found myself burning out and like my parents’ adult choices needed to be made. Film was a luxury once again.  Packed away the camera years of prints, negatives, and a giant bag of exposed film.  Durning lock down I got restless and picked up a Polaroid camera. The bridge for my analog heart in a digital world. The joy was back.  I started experimenting with Toy / Lo-Fi cameras again. Cameras designed to make photography accessible to the masses.  Insert my dad joking about my socialist leanings. The mechanisms are simple, affordable, and oh so quirky. A new generation falling in love with slowing down the moment has made film/develop/scan accessible. This has forged a new era of creative discovery. Follow me as I revisit the past and explore the moment of now.