Wandering the blue highways of New Mexico, I side trip from the Turquoise Trail to Galisteo. The rain puts a damper on my photo walk, so it’s a spot I’d like to revisit sometime to photograph the pueblo ruins and shells of old houses in the tiny town.
In this day of a cell phone in every hand, the cacophony of sounds, even at a small airport, is quite something. Setting aside the actual airport-created sounds, I am surrounded by: A businessman giving a hard sell about the performance of his team of actuaries. A grown man playing a violent (loud) video game while his travel companion watches the Family Feud (also loud). The crinkle of wrappers; an unhealthy burrito meal on the go. The clickity click of my keyboard. And that is just at my gate in the tiny Chattanooga airport.
Dodge and the Pink Tree
Going through scans of film photos we shot over the past couple of years, I happened upon a roll we shot with a $3 thrift store find: the Vivitar PS55s. Although it was that rad red color which caught our attention, to our delight the camera actually turned out to be a fun little shooter.
One mile on the Pacific Crest Trail
Mount Rainier National Park (Naches Peak Loop)
Atop 3rd Burroughs Peak
Mount Rainier National Park
Mike and Wanda’s Fireworks
Suburban Chattanooga, Tennessee
Somewhere on the Cumberland Plateau, Tennessee.