There's something really cool about the first shot on a roll of film, you never think about it much, just pointing the camera at something nearby and clicking away. The picture is in the hands of fate, and a lot of places don't even bother scanning them when you get the roll developed.
But they have their charm, half burned by the light, the furry edge of canister gives an unpredictable organic edge to what is left of the image. A brief glimpse into the moment, a empty roll full of possibilities.
