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The only pin badge around here is my college sorority pin. College life...... really no responsibilities except to make good grades, no pressures overall and great friendships formed for life. Seems so long ago..........I received this pin in 1976. Yep, I am old! haha. The extended Greek letters show the chapter I pledged at.
New Year's Eve 2001. Partying it up my senior year of college with my suitemates from my freshman year.
Check out my hair! That is just crazy.
Photo courtesy of Bostic.
circa 2005
Back when I worked at photolab, I'd develop and scan my own film whenever the manager was out. I was fresh out of film school and broke as hell, but I had a lot of fun.
During my senior year in college my friend Cory (Flickr's YELOVET00) and I shared an off campus apartment. One snowy night when I went out to clear my car I saw that he had left me this greeting. That was before he had his iconic yellow corvette. This car was his 1964 TR-4. The photo was taken in December, 1970.
circa 2005
Back when I worked at photolab, I'd develop and scan my own film whenever the manager was out. I was fresh out of film school and broke as hell, but I had a lot of fun.
The 'Fashion Street Extras' accessories consisted of 6 different packs.
A selection of fun and fashionable accessories to add the perfect finishing touches to any of Sindy's outfits.
'College Days' is probably the pack I've used the most. Even Patch has worn the scarf and used the bag for school.
circa 2005
Back when I worked at photolab, I'd develop and scan my own film whenever the manager was out. I was fresh out of film school and broke as hell, but I had a lot of fun.
Another self-portrait, this time in an empty corner of a UNT library. I've never taken many self-portraits so these are interesting little windows into the past for me.
circa 2005
Back when I worked at photolab, I'd develop and scan my own film whenever the manager was out. I was fresh out of film school and broke as hell, but I had a lot of fun.
Diane "Blondie" (R), "Bro" (center), and "Chuckles" bottom left.
Chuckles went on to be an Air Force pilot. Diane went on to be even more beautiful, and Bro went on to be an international man of mystery.
And for one-brief-shining-moment, we smiled and were the happiest people in the world.
(Kodak Plus X ASA 125 film)
Those of you familiar with the intermountain west of the United States, will recognize how towns are often "promoted" by the display of their town's initial.
Many of you will recognize this symbol of Missoula and the University of Montana, as seen from Interstate 90, in western Montana. That's UofM at the base of the mountain.
Every September as classes are about to begin, the incoming freshmen class climbs to the top of Mount Sentinel (notice the switchback trail) and whitewashes the M.
circa 2005
Back when I worked at photolab, I'd develop and scan my own film whenever the manager was out. I was fresh out of film school and broke as hell, but I had a lot of fun.
And that wraps up this little trip down memory lane.
circa 2005
Back when I worked at photolab, I'd develop and scan my own film whenever the manager was out. I was fresh out of film school and broke as hell, but I had a lot of fun.
circa 2005
Back when I worked at photolab, I'd develop and scan my own film whenever the manager was out. I was fresh out of film school and broke as hell, but I had a lot of fun.
circa 2005
Back when I worked at photolab, I'd develop and scan my own film whenever the manager was out. I was fresh out of film school and broke as hell, but I had a lot of fun.
Here I am sneaking up on some deer statues with a knife. 2005 was a more whimsical time. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Another Postapalooza Day!
Image made with a Pentax K1000... which means that yes, it's an old, old photo.
circa 2005
Back when I worked at photolab, I'd develop and scan my own film whenever the manager was out. I was fresh out of film school and broke as hell, but I had a lot of fun.
Scan from a 1987 selfie (self-timer) photo of myself by the American Falls in Niagara Falls, New York.
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1954 Kodak Retinette Model 022 (Schneider-Kreuznach Reomar 45mm f/3.5) : Kodak Kodacolor II : Epson V850
Another that my friend just posted on facebook. Had make-up on to darken my brows .. this was part of the "Björk" photoshoot. This one looks more like me than it does Björk, but Chhavy really got some nice shots... I'm seeing this for the first time in 17 years, really. Seriously? oi.
This was back when it was film and darkrooms and Chhavy was kind enough to lend me an old camera of hers because I couldn't afford one.
World Trade Center Towers under construction about 1969
Looking from Battery Park, North Tower is on the left. Bottom of South Tower is obscured by what is now (2021) the Club Quarters Hotel.
College days. I moved in to the master bedroom when Mom moved out of the house in 1988. I looked after the place until it sold.
I took a fair amount of photos back in the day. I did it mostly with disposable cameras and luck. Good Times and Good Friends #tbt
I found some old negs - very old negs, from my college days, 1973, I think, an outing north of Belleville, Ontario - and decided curiously to scan them: a celluloid trip down Memory Lane.
But these were next-door-neighbours (5A and 6A) on the same strip. I wonder why my old friend Adele ended up so warmly Autumnal, and my window ephemera (some things never change) so coolly grey-going-on-green-toned?*
*NO adjustments, save sizing.
The Swen Parson House of DeKalb, built in 1899. This is the house where I met Chad.
He was my downstairs neighbor.
We had lots of wild parties at 305 College- all featuring bands, kegs, and ultimately, cops.
There was magic here, one of my favorite places I've ever lived in my life.
I remember when I first spotted the house while walking around DeKalb on a snowy moonlit night in February 1993. It was like a glowing beacon of white in all the bright snow, and perhaps enchanted by spirits. By August it was my address. My room was the coolest, top floor with 2 windows and interesting ceilings, a noisy old radiator, a giant closet cabinet.
In nice seasons we slept on the roof sometimes.
I lived there until August 1994, when Chad and I moved in together, our own apartment on 7th Street. By the next July we were married, and soon en route to Arizona.