Something new is coming soon.
It’s my father’s birthday today and I went to visit him. He had bought a copy of his dog tags because he only has one of his left from when he was in Vietnam. He was disappointed because, when he received them, the embossing was different and the metal wasn’t right somehow. I don’t know what made him want to get them, but it made me feel awful just to see the disappointment over it on his face.
Maybe I’m just projecting my own neuroses, but it seemed like he wasn’t as disappointed in the quality as he was disappointed in the lack of some magic he hoped he could reclaim in gathering pieces of his past. I keep my old letters and all the other random pieces of junk that would be meaningless to everyone (even to me) had I not been in a particular set of circumstances when I got it all.
He’s 68 today.
Saturday, June 22nd 2013 7:34pm - Comment
Thursday, March 7th 2013 9:40am - Comment
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Shot this in a tunnel under some railroad tracks.
Sunday, September 30th 2012 5:20pm - Comment
Sunday, September 30th 2012 4:40pm - Comment
This is a friend of mine I’ve photographed a number of times over the years. This is from the last time we shot something together.
Sunday, September 30th 2012 4:05pm - Comment
Shot this on film ten years ago. It still feels recent enough to be relevant to me in some ways, but also a lifetime away from where I am now.
Sunday, September 30th 2012 3:25pm - Comment
Sunday, September 30th 2012 2:45pm - Comment
Sunday, September 30th 2012 2:16pm - Comment
i never shoot enough with Sylvia when she is around, but I’m always happy with what we make.
Reblogging myself is lame, but I thought this belonged here.
Thursday, September 20th 2012 7:16pm - Comment