Sometime around December I started playing the SLR-in-BW, Rollei-in-color game. For when I'm trying to get myself to do B&W, but don't want the heartache of missing that oh-so-necessary color shot. That and carrying around my Rollei at all times while usually leaving the Minolta at home (unless it was a specific photo outing) meant I'd get lots of rolls of random Rollei shots, spanning one or more months.










On this day I froze. Oh, Russia, the things you have taught me about the importance of having a pinpoint outfit, perfectly calibrated for not only the season, but the weather of the day, the part of the city, and the activity. I didn't realize just how flexibly you can dress in Oregon (though maybe I should've known, being that I had a friend there who wore basketball shorts and a hoodie, year round). Here, not wearing the proper clothes means having the lesson either frozen or steamed into your head.