Oh, my lost Agfa Optima! I was a young student when my father died, and this inherited camera became soon the cause of me not attending college in litterature and linguistics, but rather exploring photography.
My father had made pictures for the family album with it. It’s sad he is hardly ever seen on those pictures, because, well yes, he took them.
Because I was so young, I used the camera not only to explore my then world, but also to explore what I wanted that world to be, to look like, to vibe. And in addition: how to place myself in it.
So unlike my father I took selfies with the Optima.