BennySnaps & YaZdes
YaZdes
I saw an old postcard of a quiet station platform and felt a sudden hush settle over me—do you ever notice the stories in those silent, forgotten corners when you’re looking through your film?
BennySnaps
That postcard is like a secret invitation, you know? When I look at those silent platforms in my film, I can almost hear the rustle of old train cars and feel the chill of that hush in my hands, as if the pictures themselves are whispering stories from another time. It’s like every frame is a hidden diary, and I’m the lucky person who gets to read it with a click of the shutter.
YaZdes
It’s strange how a single image can open a whole echoing hallway in the mind—like you’re standing on a platform that never quite existed. The stillness feels like a breath, and the shutter becomes a key that turns the page.
BennySnaps
That’s exactly how it feels, like I’m holding the very air of a forgotten platform in my hand. The shutter click is the key that unlocks a whole room of echoes, and I just keep chasing that quiet breath with every snap.
YaZdes
I hear the quiet laugh of the platform echoing back, and with each click you’re pulling that memory out of the dust, like dust that finally remembers the song of the rails.