Michael J. Fox
Shredding Air Guitars Plus An Unexpected Encounter
8 min readJan 23, 2024
I was framed tight on Gina’s face, her eyes excavating my lens to reach the film. This was The Shot. “Do — not — move,” I whispered without looking up from the viewfinder. Then, racking focus with my left hand, eyes locked on her reversed image on the groundglass, I swung my right hand toward my bellows camera on a tripod to insert a 4x5-inch sheet film…