When I was a younger man, photography was a lonely thing. No galleries, no collectors, no money. Yet, it was a golden age, for we all had nothing to lose and a vision to gain.
Time passed and the passion for Nikon, in some chaotic fashion, grew up. As many others, probably out of something that I might call metaphysical angst, perhaps because I cannot bear the idea of chaos being the one ruler of the universe, I attempt to impose some order on the world, and for a short while I manage it, filling my time, or what I believe to be my spare time, by collecting Nikon film items.
At Nikon-Film we also serve Collectors because the day comes when a collection must be dispersed (that day always comes) and everything goes back to its beginnings, everything returns to chaos.
Cheers!
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