i received my first digital camera, an olympus d-360, for my 8th grade class trip to washington d.c. a natural compulsion to document and compose the national monuments and my classmates occurred. later in high school, my computer would be filled with files organized by date of my day to day life. eventually, as every pc does, it crashed. in march of 2005, my mother purchased for me a canon digital rebel xt. it took things to a new level and obsession. fast forward to august of 2008 and i am at a train station in vancouver, b.c. it is 2 am and the train ride from san francisco was 26 hours and i had just put together my bicycle to eventually ride it back to san francisco. i naively trust my bag with a stranger i had just met to call a friend i cannot locate. unknowingly i left my canon 5d, passport and leica z2x in the bag. that is when i switched to shooting film. i enjoy the limits of film. you count. you savor. you wait until that impulse comes from a response elicited in your brain from a stimuli you are specific to. whatever that is, more of it is required.