Me behind the wheel of a 1964 Olds F-85, taken with a Holga. And no, I was NOT driving at the time!
Jonathan
Me behind the wheel of a 1964 Olds F-85, taken with a Holga. And no, I was NOT driving at the time!
Jonathan
This one I DID take while driving. Shot with a 'Coronet 4-4' 127 camera with a roll of 35mm Kodak Gold 200 jammed inside. Processing courtesy of my local Costco.
Jonathan
j cold slabs, nice self portrait! Reminds me of dr. strangelove mixed with Lolita, maybe some hitchcock thrown in for good measure. NAW thats wrong, its a weird 60's low budget thriller, something written by a brilliant alcoholic shut in and called, He Kissed me with his Revolver and wore White to my funereal!
Thanks, Eddy. The "Coldslabs" part of my username is a nickname given to me by a friend years and years ago. It's a play on my actual last name.
Speaking of dime store crime novels, I did come across a book once called "Hot Dames on Cold Slabs."
Jonathan
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The "Coldslabs" part of my username is a nickname given to me by a friend years and years ago. It's a play on my actual last name.
Speaking of dime store crime novels, I did come across a book once called "Hot Dames on Cold Slabs."
AWESOME!!! Hey if you are ever in Cambridge check out Rodneys book store in central they have old pulp stacked to the ceilings, and killer photo books, I once turned down a $5 1955 graphic camera catalog.... I've never forgiven myself, everytime I see a 'new' photo device or adapter I remember all the crazy things that press cameras could do, graphlargers, the crazy faux proto lazer rangefinder you could plug into the side and side by side passport film holders.... god I wish was born in 1930... heck graphmatic backs are the greatest card trick off all time! Keep your eyes on the exposed sheet of film... is this your film, nah its a fresh sheet!
Eddy,
I lived in Boston years ago when attending the School of the Museum of Fine Arts. I miss it sometimes. A great city. My apartment was in Kenmore square. With my windows open I could hear the cheering from Fenway during games. The neon from the giant Citgo sign used to flash into my room all night. Luckily I'm a sound sleeper.
Jonathan
hey did you know Bill Burke? He's my hero! He teaches there now, I met him at a event where we both had work, I worked up the nerve to talk to him and asked him how he paid for his Kentucky travels, he told me to either learn how to write a grant proposal or sleep with some one who did! Great advice
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