Wandering Through Light: A Travel Diary in Film

Some people collect souvenirs when they travel — postcards, magnets, little trinkets from a gift shop. But for me, memories are best captured on film. My camera is my constant companion, not just when I’m wandering the cobbled streets of a new city, but also in quiet, everyday moments. It’s not about the perfect shot or chasing golden hour light (though that’s always a bonus). It’s about preserving a feeling, a slice of time — something I can hold onto long after the moment has passed. Film photography, to me, is a form of storytelling — and my favorite stories are the ones written in light, grain, and color. It shares a beautiful, romantic similarity with life. Both are deeply imperfect, yet undeniably captivating. That the imperfect, when seen with the right eyes, becomes unforgettable. In a world obsessed with flawless pixels and polished moments, film reminds us that the truest beauty lies in the grain, the light leaks,  and the unexpected softness.

My journey with film photography began as a way to document travel memories, but it quickly became more than that. Now, it’s my way of looking at the world, of slowing down, noticing the little things. A flower sold on the sidewalk, a soft morning light pouring through a café window, traditional dishes from foreign culture on my plate — these are the things that make me reach for my camera. Inspiration comes quietly and unexpectedly. It’s less about dramatic landscapes and more about moments that feel personal, intimate, fleeting. Whether I’m on a beach in Thassos or walking through the vintage soul of Montmartre, my instinct is the same: to pause, compose, and capture.