last night, i dreamt i was shooting.
I had a camera set up on a tripod and was taking pictures with a remote cord. I was feeling really good about some of the shots, especially the one of the woman passerby in the red shirt. I was so glad a snagged that one! A gentleman walked up and asked if my camera was a Leica. “No,” i said (and thought, I wish!), “it’s a Holga“. Which clued me in to the fact that i had not advanced the frames while shooting. Poof! The lady in the red shirt disappears. Ten shots on one frame only rarely amount to anything.