Last weekend, my wife mentioned that she wanted to get out and do something, or see something. Immediately I knew that she meant see something completely new to her, something to spark her imagination... I thought that sounded great! I knew just the thing, a little bit of a drive, a little bit of a hike and a little bit of adventure...
We traveled to a place near where I grew up, and where I spent time as a teenager. As this location is private property and not readily accessible to the public, I'll refrain from divulging it's location.
This place is full of local legend, of ghosts, of recluses, of wild dogs... And of cars, antique and decaying...
I took 3 cameras with me that day, a 1960's Olympus Pen, a 1972 Polaroid SX-70 with Impossible Project film and my trusty 1950 Tower 120 box camera. The Polaroid produced only blank images... The Olympus which I thought was loaded with 200asa color film turned out to be empty... And I seemed to have a few issues with light leaks with the Tower 120, but maybe it was more from the place, than the equipment...
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| A wall of dreams, or nightmares? ©Mike Vega 2015 Tower 120 100asa Arista B/W film. |
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| Rust or gold? ©Mike Vega 2015 Tower 120 100asa Arista B/W film. |
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| Chance or Fate? ©Mike Vega 2015 Tower 120 100asa Arista B/W film. |
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| Light leak? Or?... ©Mike Vega 2015 Tower 120 100asa Arista B/W film. |
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| Questions or answers? ©Mike Vega 2015 Tower 120 100asa Arista B/W film. |
Stay curious...
-Mike
