When The Path You Walk Always Leads Back To Yourself, You Never Get Anywhere.
When the path you walk always leads back to yourself, you never get anywhere.
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I really like so much about this photo. The rain, the tones, the composition. And the old cars.
Twisted spider. (at Colorado Renaissance Festival)
"Self-portrait." Medium: snow on Honda.
The Girl With The Butterfly (Temporary) Tattoo.
Canon Canonet 28 with expired Fuji 400 shot at ASA 100.
A couple of weeks ago I bought a 1959 Canon P rangefinder. A couple of days ago or so my lens arrived: A nearly mint condition Jupiter-8 (50mm f2.0 Zeiss Sonnar clone) from 1956. Test roll this weekend, photos to follow!
I love chicken pot pie. Yesterday, I made one for lunch. My little girl was begging for some of it from the moment I took it out. It was too hot to eat immediately, so I left it on the table for a couple of minutes to cool. When I came back, it had been commandeered!
This may be one of the most bizarre things I've seen. I mean, the masked nurses aren't that strange, but a "gas cocoon" for the infants is definitely…different!
Three nurses carry babies cocooned in baby gas respirators down the corridor of a London hospital during a gas drill during WWII
