just going through some old things
So. I’m indecisive. Always. So. I’m not sure which I like better. The original or the inverted. You get both.
I drove home in a hurry some Friday in early November. Being alone for the night was a choice if I ran away from my pseudo-home. Aloneness has to be a choice, or else it becomes loneliness.
I was so happy with my prints today (one of them is above). The window light that I used for this roll of film was so perfect for photographing skin tones. It was a good day. And I got two boxes of free photo paper. Winning!
