Rain affects.

Rain on the bypass, reflecting light from the sunset. Rain on the stairwell, reflecting light from the streetlamp.

The Flower Lady

This is Myrtle, the lady who owns the flower house, a house I have been obsessed with for years (the entire sidewalk and porch is covered with fake flowers and it stays that way year around.) I met her by chance today and got to see the inside of her house when I helped her carry shopping bags, which she was lugging around in the sweltering heat. She lives right up from downtown and walks down to the thrift stores all the time. Her ENTIRE house is covered in fake flowers, stuffed animals, figurines, vases, pictures, statues, etc.

It is the most awesomely interesting house I have ever seen. She is 83 and has lived there for 15 years.
Of course she has flowers in the built-in vase on her VW Bug dashboard.

Sunsets, food, and graffiti

Lost and decrepit, parallell universe

Curious Rudolph

dichotomies

Older lang syne

I found my backup discs from a few years back. Here are a few from the archives. My camera at this time was a small, inexpensive point and shoot camera.

December 2007. I like bathrooms with tacky or stereotypical wallpaper. This photo makes me think of an American Autopilot or American Dream Autopilot that gets turned on and then we decorate accordingly, vacation accordingly, shop accordingly, medicate accordingly.

December 2007. This is a friend who came to my high school for a year and then moved away, which is sad because we clicked pretty fast.

January 2008. Another "Jaded by Suburbia" shot haha, self portrait this time.

March 2008. Playing around with juxtapositions.

June 2008. Mashed up a photo of my face with a photo of my Stepdad's face that were really similairly angled haha.

That is all for disc one.