The same grandmother had a neighbour called Mrs. Hailstones. For years I thought it was a nickname.
Yep! I forget her first name but she was really called Mrs. Hailstones.
A number of years ago I was asked to shoot the photos for a friend’s wedding. I was a nervous wreck, but I managed to capture some joy.
Y’all going to post pop-cans, well, uh, …
Victor, Colorado during a student field trip.
On a slightly different theme, misty mornings in southeastern Ontario …
I’ve been away from home for a little while now, and I had left a box of things I cared about but didn’t want to carry along with me, behind, I opened it yesterday to find that I had kept my Microbrute.
I can’t tell you how happy I was today to rediscover it.
And in that color, too!
Crow assembly lines!
It’s hard to express the vast, flat, beautiful, emptiness of this place
Beautiful shot! You demonstrate nicely that there is a fine line between Joy and Terror!!
I’m lucky to have found a life partner who is both supportive of my ongoing journey in the world of modular synthesis and also refused to let me sell my modules to help with our wedding expenses. Here’s us enjoying some Buchla-inspired beers from a local brewery.
Good week at the thrift store. 50’s / 60’s Jennen Speaker. Bell & Howell 8mm camera. Philips N 4504 tape recorder.
And a “forest in a bowl” I made.