My first camera was a blue plastic fisher-price 110 made by Kodak in 1984. I was five years old and I still have it.  Now a reformed punk rocker, I once hit the streets in my youth with my vintage film camera capturing all the darkness and entropy I found there, not unlike the dingy darkrooms I used for developing.
Today I find myself caught between worlds with a new digital Olympus O-MD EM-1 Mark III, an Olympus Pen-F and a plethora of vintage film cameras including a c 1950 Ciro-Flex dual reflex medium format and a c 1960 Polaroid 100 Land Camera on loan from my grandmother. I have added two modern instant cameras to my collection as well, an instakon RF70 and a Lomo insta'wide.
Many photographers focus on one style or one thing. I have learned that everything is worth photographing. The color, light, shadows, people, places, beauty, creation, entropy, movement and stillness of life move me in a way that no words can describe. I am perpetually in awe of Gods creation and mans destruction, the unbelievable and the mundane. You can't bottle life's energy but you can photograph it.
While I only do non-profit work now I would still love to hear from you. Find me on Instagram and lets talk art, travel, and finding the beauty in broken things.
Best regards,
Christin Cordova
Denver, Colorado
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