It's that time again... Worldwide Pinhole Day! Actually, it starts in a few hours yet for me, but over on the East Coast it's official at the time of this writing... and that's good enough for me. So let us salute all those marvelous pinholes... the plain wooden boxes, the oatmeal containers, the books, the Barbie Dolls, the Altoids tins... you name it, and there's a good possibility that it's been made into a pinhole.
But it's not about the container... it's about the images that these remarkably simple cameras produce. Even if I were to never shoot my Zero Image ever again (God forbid), I'd still "see" pinhole images wherever I go. Pinhole photography has not only enriched my photo stream but also my imagination... I daydream about light and motion combining over a period of seconds, minutes, hours... and the end result, etched onto a negative. It's a beautiful process, and I'm grateful for having been introduced to it.
I've posted a shot of this merry-go-round before, but what can I say? Playgrounds and pinholes go so well together.
Taken with my two-years-old-but-looks-ancient-because-it's-so-beat-up Zero Image 2000.