Tag Archives: victoria
Tyler marks the D
I used to drink and I still do, too.
Don’t Curse in Church
This was when Billy first came unstuck in time.
A report upon the consumption of myself
We were all tired of living, but there was no other choice
Put a Madonna lyric in your mouth and spit it at me
A short but happy life on an asteroid.
From the dead: a sense of scale
Knot without rope
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My veins are full of flat cherry cola
USS Discovery
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In a room by myself, I hear the ice start to melt
Interplanetary disinhibitory syndrome
Glasses and broken nights
And I’m never gunna dance again
The floor-is-lava game
Let me tell you a story about war
My brother takes comfort in calculators
Not Your Dad’s Dylan Thomas.
How a boat you?
Ektar 100.
Extras from the Tait Family Portrait
Barnge on barge
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a moment in the life
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some recovered scans from a lost roll (thanks Ky)
hold your breath ’til the sun goes down
I usually touch up photos before a post but not this time. I have not applied any effects or changes other than minimal cropping. I wanted to point out that Portra 400 interpreted all that forest-fire orange sky, we on Vancouver Island saw in early July, as a subdued purple, close to lavender, only sometimes. While other exposures show a high contrast orange wash which is how the sky looked to the eye. These were shot using an Olympus Stylus Epic.
Turn the spit on that pig. Kick the drum and let me down.
S&B
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hell hole
