Sprained Ankle

So I sprained my ankle today and currently bed with my foot wrapped in ginger pulp and raised up high.

I am therefore taking this opportunity to go over some old photographs and post some that I may have skipped over.

Bao

Argus C3

I first saw an Argus C3 at a swap meet while looking for a Nikon F.

I have been shooting with it every here and there whenever I am home and get the chance so this first roll of film actually spans several months.

I had no idea what to expect but I was pleasantly surprised. The pictures had a very retro feel them, just like when you look at old pictures where the colors are a little bit faded and it has a slightly off tinge.

Here are few of my favorites:

Had a little too much...

Home

Sunset at the neighborhood park

Accidental overexposure. I going to put a roll of black and white in next time and do these intentionally.

Love Life

I do notice a very distinct haze in these pictures. It must be from the lens, perhaps some sort of fungus but this is probably the best 8 dollars I ever spent on a camera...

Otto, Pilot, Boris

Interesting Tattoo

I was in Old Towne Sacramento when I saw this woman eating breakfast and reading the paper at a diner.

I took this picture and left right as she looked up at me...

The mystery of the symbolism intrigues me...

Juxtaposition.

This is Hien. He smokes, he drinks, he cusses like a sailor, he loves tattoos but deep inside, he is just a...

Her socks were pink and red, with hearts and Love and smelled like Dove.
My socks were GI issue black socks, with holes and tears and smelled like a morning hike through grass and dew.

A Portrait Study of Judy.

I'm sure they would look better with borders...

Sacramento continued

A moment of clarity at dinner

This is Bob.

This was outside the convention hall but I wonder how many people missed it...

This is going in the coffee table book.

Guess what this was and win a prize.

Sacramento

here is the steeple...

The Dome-inator.

Classics anyone?

This was all about symmetry.

And so was this one...but I wish I had my fisheye.

Coffee Table Book

I am currently putting a coffee table book together.
The concept: Foliage from hikes and treks.
And for the next one, something very manly, rusted machines perhaps.

Death Valley Part Deux

Sunset at Artist's Palate

New Puppy

Boris Bolshevik

So for the new year, I spent the morning munching at a veggie buffet at local temple.
It was hot and crowded but while I was being jostled around by group of pushy old ladies,
I managed to stand still enough to capture these women serving food.
For a moment, it felt like Vietnam again.
Minus the strong smell of...musk.

Stutevescent Falls, Arcadia

I dream in black and white...

Sunset on Wildrose Peak