One from a lonesome beach in Inverloch, the other of the back of the town hall in Queenscliff. Both beautiful places we’ve been lucky enough to visit recently.
There is something about a square picture that is mysterious. I think it must have to do with the shape. You get almost the complete story (well, as much as you can in a photo) but there always seems to be just that little bit of information missing, and without it the story must necessarily remain incomplete. Just clues to guide you.
These are both (as was Taylor hangin’ off the wall from yesterday) taken using the little Voigtländer from 1950 that I posted about a while ago - an amazing and versatile little camera.