Thursday, November 24, 2011
Saturday, November 12, 2011
Saturday, November 5, 2011
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Film (hard F) is Not (hard N) Dead.
A girl .. a woman of half my age, told me the other day that "Film is Dead". Just like that. Hard F. Hard D.
So I bought a role of film. I developed it. Scanned it. Uploaded it to an imaging tool. Post processed it. Downloaded it back to my computer. And here it is.
The process was not nearly as instantaneously satisfying as digital, but just to smell the developer and to feel my skin break out in itchy red bumps as a subtle reaction to the photo chemicals makes it totally worth it.
Film (hard F) is Not (hard N) Dead.
Saturday, August 20, 2011
Sunday, July 31, 2011
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
New Digs
I haven't made mention of this until now because I've been too busy holding my breath in hopes that we get it. Somehow, our offer was accepted over four others, and we signed today. So it's ours! (and yes- this one we plan to keep for a Long time. So don't be afraid to befriend us, we won't be moving away next year.)
Monday, February 14, 2011
Monday, February 7, 2011
Friday, February 4, 2011
My life today
Today is Friday. And Being unemployed and over volunteered, I took a break and dedicated the day to wandering the streets of Salt Lake City. Not to solicit my good looks and long legs, or to peddle the many wonderful drugs that momentarily make the world wonderful, that is until your teeth fall out.. and you lose your mind.
My mission on the streets today was to follow where my camera led. And this is what I found:
My mission on the streets today was to follow where my camera led. And this is what I found:
Sunday, January 30, 2011
In the name of science
Chris Santacroce flying as one with the Salt Lake Valley inversion, in the name of science.
As I mentioned, Chris is doing this in the name of science, so I'll save myself the confusion of attempting an explanation and refer you to:
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Friday, January 28, 2011
Mr. Ole Pete
I just met Ole Pete. A deep sea diver for 28 years- oil rigs, pipelines, canals, dams.. has dived every continent in the world.
73 years young and pretty much homeless.
Playing the harmonica in the park.
Happy as a clam.
After some research, I've learned that 1 in 100 deep sea divers will die.
Not sure which is better or worse: beating those odds to play the harmonica in the park, or ending up homeless.
Thursday, January 27, 2011
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