I am currently in the process of going through and scanning negatives for a street photo book I am working on. So many different emotions and memories brought up going through years of negatives. Here are a few more:
Another negative I just scanned. Somewhere in the middle of Tennessee, 1998. This was a little store/gas station. Regular gas was 89cents a gallon. The expensive stuff was $1.10 a gallon.
Another negative scan. Virginia, 1998. I’ve always found the three crosses to be a bit eerie. Especially in the middle of nowhere, on a small country road.
My Grandma and I have this little inside joke. It started years ago when she made a funny pose while I was photographing her. She started cracking up, doing it over and over again. It later became knows as her “movie star pose.” This is a photo of her, some time back, doing her pose on the pier in Huntington Beach. I love this woman so much.