The happiest accident in the world is misplacing a roll of film and finding it two and a half years later. A first trip to London. A first trip to Joshua Tree. A first trip to Ojai. A world in black and white and light leaks. A roll devoid of another human, so it looks a little bit […]
(Extra: see the latest issue of Sister Magazine for one of my old New York film photographs. They’re doing some lovely things over there.) photographs taken with a Canon 60D of Big Ben in London, England.
During the descent the plane drops sickly and the passengers all gasp as one. In the Miami airport my mother starts crying into her shrimp and garlic. This is sick, my dad tells the waitress. Do you not like it? she asks, confused. Towards London the clouds become thick and heavy underneath us. Substantial, strong—a […]