Decided to get off the bus one stop early this one morning. shot this on Kentmere 400 with a Canon Prima 105u that i picked up @ our local Value Village for $3.99. there is something about this cheap film i really like, $5.99 for a 36 shot roll is not bad at all. Ill be getting more of that for sure.
ive seen you looking at the way i look at the world. i know you wonder just what goes on in my head, what could possibly make me tick. what differentiates me from everyone else, what makes me special. why is it i see things the way i do? how can it possibly be so simple, yet so unfathomably complex? will you ever know? no. i doubt it. as much as ill never really know what makes all of you tick tock as your lives move around the proverbial sun dial of life, but i can accept that. im easy 😉
When the still sea conspires an armor
And her sullen and aborted
Currents breed tiny monsters
True sailing is dead
Awkward instant
And the first animal is jettisoned
Legs furiously pumping
Their stiff green gallop
And heads bob up
Poise, delicate, pause, consent
In mute nostril agony
Carefully refined and sealed over
The Doors: Horse Latitudes.
She’d been staring at that door for what felt like years, but had only been weeks, hoping in vain he would walk through and make her feel whole again. She needed fixing, the kind of fixing that only his presence could provide. At time she loved and loathed herself for feeling that way, but in any event, she continued to watch the door. She had no choice.
He stared hard into the lens and said “i cant be on the internet just now”. Quietly I squoze the trigger, forever committing him to the emulsion.
More on the forgotten bicycles series. these were shot one day on Bank St closer to Catherine, with the Gloria. Still working on the light leak Gloria issue and have maybe a hack to get around it.