Today’s edition of the Theoretically-Weekly-But-Actually-Whenever-I-Get-Around-To-It Camera Project features my one and only Rangefinder, the Fujica V2. Yet another beautiful machine that doesn’t get nearly enough love from me. So many cameras, so little time…
As you can see, subject matter is at a premium these days. I think one day soon it might be warm enough to photograph outside again…?
(Also of note: The book that Celeste is reading in the 4th photo is The Do-It-Yourself Guide To Fighting The Big Moutherfuckin’ Sad. It’s by Adam Gnade, who describes it as an “anti-depression guide/guide to a freer, more lawless life.” It’s published by Pioneers Press, who are so totally sweet. We got our copy in the mail the other day. You can get your copy here!)
Justin inspired me by drawing portraits of people as he rode by them on a skateboard, and leaving his fancy red pants at the clothing swap so that they could become my possession.
(I swear there were no punx at camp when I was a camper. But maybe I just didn’t know how to recognize them…)
Two more from the afternoon up the creek, this time shot on my Holga using 35mm film for that oh-so-hip sprocket hole look. This is something I clearly need more practice at, because these were the only two images that turned out from the various different efforts I made to use that camera all summer.
But I’m pretty happy with these, so let’s call it good.
There’s a creek that runs through camp. You can spend hours wading along it’s banks, following it’s meandering trail.
One day we did.
We found lots of good skipping stones, the rusted remains of a hella old car, and I somehow managed to not slip on the wet rocks and dunk either myself or my camera.
I have come to appreciate, as of late, how my years of photographing things have caused me to pay close attention to my surroundings, seeking out details that might make for a good photo.
The result is that I come across neat little things like this piece of an old bee hive, found at camp.
NBTSC is filled with creative people engaged in all sorts of inspiring projects.
One person in particular who I have enjoyed spending time with is my friend Crow, aka DJ Xenoflow. He has for several years running now DJ-ed “secret raves” on various evenings at camp, and in my humble opinion, is pretty capable in that regard.
He and I went for a strolling photoshoot one afternoon, eventually ending up in the empty U-Haul truck.
(there’s a track he put together that you can listen to here, if you’re curious.)
This is John Jones, one half of a pair of very lovely people who were the stewards of the land where camp takes place. They lived on site and took care of the property for 28 years, until they retired last year.
John knows an incredible amount about the surrounding area, and the ways in which the various different elements within a healthy forest interact with each other.
Each year he would take anyone who was interested on a walk through the woods, where we would share some of his vast knowledge, and try to express just how great his affection for this land is.
I don’t know many people who are as connected to the land they live on.
There were times (and these may have been late, late at night) when the kitchen at camp got decidedly, silly.
Just a few of the many talented folk who performed at the NBTSC Concert in Oregon last year.
There are some people that when you meet them, you realize that you’re probably going to be friends forever.
I suspect this is the case with my friend Serena, despite the fact that I very rarely get to spend time with her.
And just in case you had your doubts, that’s paint on her pants. Just so that’s settled.