Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Lost Portraits from Minnesota

Jan and I pretty much stole this camera from the high school he taught at.  Their photography department was no longer using traditional methods.  When I plan on using something I steal to fulfill its original purpose, I call it "liberating".

What I remember most about this trip were all the little tear-offs from the apricot flavored rolling papers falling into my lap on the airplane home.

This wall was a really cool color.  It's alright in black and white too.

It's important to wear a seat belt, I guess.  Dying in a car crash probably isn't as exciting as it sounds.  It just doesn't seem very sporting.

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