Sharing a couple of snaps from an afternoon in the East Village with Kristina. Sorta like a business-goth skater boy kinda vibe. Kristina brought a beautiful vintage camera to shoot with that belonged to a family member of hers. It reminded me of my dad and how I grew up watching him document family life with his Nikon. He's what you would consider a "hobby" photographer, but his casual yet regular use of a camera is something I admire about him still today. To be the visual record-keeper of a family history, or otherwise.