I don’t know what this is, most of the time it’s kind of ugly and I suspect it might be an invasive nasty thing, but when it blooms, it’s really pretty so I’m loathe to get rid of it.

This used to be a bank. Now it is a hole. The rumor is that it will be a high rise. I sort of prefer the hole.

Which I developed myself, thankyouverymuch. More on my Flickr page.

Developing chemicals smell like my dad, in a really comforting way.

Who would develop their own film in the age of instant gratification digital? I would (actually, plenty of people would). It’s kind like baking: you have to be reasonably precise in measurement and temperature, and you don’t really know until the end of the process whether you got it right. I mostly got it right: I didn’t wind the second roll quite right which mucked up a frame, but otherwise the developing went well. The actual picture taking? Many of them were very underexposed, only about half worked out. I do better with color, for some reason.

I can’t help it. This picture is so WEIRD I can’t help but love it (and my brother thought I was on drugs last week!) Ha!

My brother and I played here a lot when we were kids.

*Tom Waits.

I really don’t know what to say about these. My friend, S, saw them at a yard sale and for 25 cents I felt they were irresistible in a very weird way.