When I approach a large change in life I begin to wax nostalgic about good things from times long past. A big change is coming in a few months and this time around the subject of my nostalgia is: my central american year. For every person you see below, there are ten more who were in the story behind the picture, for every smile caught by camera there were twenty more when the camera was put away…
Willis and Jori, playing the waiting game at the Nome Harbor.
Oh fly me to nome, bring around that beechcraft 1900 and fly me to nome.
It really, really really is a sad thing that E6 processing is such a thorn in the derrière. The dynamic range baffles me, every time I see it; totally baffled. Like, what?! How?? Alas, it is pretty, and that’s good enough for me.
What a hell of a summer that was, I miss you all and hope you’re well and enjoying some quality R&R! unfortunately i didn’t have pictures of everybody :/
