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Pinhole: Generic River Scene on Flickr.Cumberland River, Nashville
Zero Image 69, f235, Kodak Portra 160, about 8 seconds

Pinhole: Generic River Scene on Flickr.

Cumberland River, Nashville
Zero Image 69, f235, Kodak Portra 160, about 8 seconds

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Pinhole: Pool Series Triptych on Flickr.
Nikon D5000, homemade bodycap pinhole, ISO 400, 1/2 second

Pinhole: Pool Series Triptych on Flickr.

Nikon D5000, homemade bodycap pinhole, ISO 400, 1/2 second

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Pinhole: Intercoastal on Flickr.Zero Image 69, f235, Kodak Portra 160, about 2 seconds
Shot during a one-day roadtrip to Florida. This is the intercoastal waterway in Navarre, where we had breakfast and bloody Marys after our long drive down. 
The islands along this stretch of the coast serve as barriers to the mainland. Most are tiny spits of sand less than a half mile wide. They’re beautiful, with the ocean on one side and the intercoastal on the other, so people want to build tall, obnoxious buildings. It leads to overdevelopment, but it’s not smart development because the islands aren’t good for building on. Squalls and hurricanes add and subtract land from these spits of sand, so the islands are forever shifting around (like they’re supposed to do). Over time, only man-made interventions will prevent man-made condo towers from toppling into the sea.
All that…doesn’t stop me from dreaming about owning one of these obnoxious houses. I feel like such a hypocrite at times.

Pinhole: Intercoastal on Flickr.

Zero Image 69, f235, Kodak Portra 160, about 2 seconds

Shot during a one-day roadtrip to Florida. This is the intercoastal waterway in Navarre, where we had breakfast and bloody Marys after our long drive down.

The islands along this stretch of the coast serve as barriers to the mainland. Most are tiny spits of sand less than a half mile wide. They’re beautiful, with the ocean on one side and the intercoastal on the other, so people want to build tall, obnoxious buildings. It leads to overdevelopment, but it’s not smart development because the islands aren’t good for building on. Squalls and hurricanes add and subtract land from these spits of sand, so the islands are forever shifting around (like they’re supposed to do). Over time, only man-made interventions will prevent man-made condo towers from toppling into the sea.

All that…doesn’t stop me from dreaming about owning one of these obnoxious houses. I feel like such a hypocrite at times.

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Pinhole: J on Flickr.Zero Image 69, f235, Kodak Portra 160
Shot during a one-day roadtrip to Florida on Santa Rosa Island, which is part of the Gulf Islands National Seashore (pdf map: 1.usa.gov/Oo0OXP). It’s miles of beach with no buildings and few people. This was our only opportunity to dip our toes in the sand. J is at her happiest when she’s near the ocean. I hope to one day buy her a small house near this beach.

Pinhole: J on Flickr.

Zero Image 69, f235, Kodak Portra 160

Shot during a one-day roadtrip to Florida on Santa Rosa Island, which is part of the Gulf Islands National Seashore (pdf map: 1.usa.gov/Oo0OXP). It’s miles of beach with no buildings and few people. This was our only opportunity to dip our toes in the sand. J is at her happiest when she’s near the ocean. I hope to one day buy her a small house near this beach.

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Pinhole: Litter on Flickr.Facebook | Blog | Twitter
Zero Image 69, f235, Kodak Portra 160, about 8 seconds
Found this ball floating in Percy Priest Lake, in Nashville. There is a sign nearby that reads, “No Swimming.” The inlet is supposed to be for folks with RC boats to play. I’ve only ever seen swimmers. And they leave their trash, their water bottles, their Styrofoam plates, their beer cans, their broken grills, their red plastic balls.

Pinhole: Litter on Flickr.

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Zero Image 69, f235, Kodak Portra 160, about 8 seconds

Found this ball floating in Percy Priest Lake, in Nashville. There is a sign nearby that reads, “No Swimming.” The inlet is supposed to be for folks with RC boats to play. I’ve only ever seen swimmers. And they leave their trash, their water bottles, their Styrofoam plates, their beer cans, their broken grills, their red plastic balls.

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Pinhole: Laurel Creek Cascade on Flickr.Facebook | Blog | Tumblr | Twitter
Zero Image, f235, Kodak Portra 160, about 1 minute
Laurel Creek runs alongside the road from Townsend to Cades Cove in Great Smoky Mountains National Park. This cascade, one of several along the creek, is about 8 feet tall.

Pinhole: Laurel Creek Cascade on Flickr.

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Zero Image, f235, Kodak Portra 160, about 1 minute
Laurel Creek runs alongside the road from Townsend to Cades Cove in Great Smoky Mountains National Park. This cascade, one of several along the creek, is about 8 feet tall.

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Pinhole: Red Bull & Life Jugs on Flickr.f235, Kodak Portra 160, ~3 seconds, hand held camera
The Girl. “Life Jugs…Do Not Play With These Jugs - They May Save A Life.”

Pinhole: Red Bull & Life Jugs on Flickr.

f235, Kodak Portra 160, ~3 seconds, hand held camera
The Girl. “Life Jugs…Do Not Play With These Jugs - They May Save A Life.”

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Pinhole: The Ducksies, They Comes For You on Flickr.f235, Kodak Portra 160, ~3 seconds
Shot while looking for letterboxes w/The Girl.

Pinhole: The Ducksies, They Comes For You on Flickr.

f235, Kodak Portra 160, ~3 seconds
Shot while looking for letterboxes w/The Girl.

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Pinhole: Waterstorm on Flickr.f235, Kodak Portra 160, about six seconds
Sometimes we have to make our own horizon and start walking. I’m currently making my own but I anticipate the walk will be a stormy one. Some storms scare the shit out of me; it’s too early to tell if this is one of those storms. But they cleanse. They clear the deadwood. There is considerable beauty, even in the wreckage, in knowing you survived. I’ve survived others, I will survive this one, too, if it comes.

Pinhole: Waterstorm on Flickr.

f235, Kodak Portra 160, about six seconds
Sometimes we have to make our own horizon and start walking. I’m currently making my own but I anticipate the walk will be a stormy one. Some storms scare the shit out of me; it’s too early to tell if this is one of those storms. But they cleanse. They clear the deadwood. There is considerable beauty, even in the wreckage, in knowing you survived. I’ve survived others, I will survive this one, too, if it comes.

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Pinhole: Clarity on Flickr.f235, Kodak Portra 160, about 10 seconds
Percy Priest Lake, Nashville, Tennessee

Pinhole: Clarity on Flickr.

f235, Kodak Portra 160, about 10 seconds
Percy Priest Lake, Nashville, Tennessee

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Fish on Flickr.Camera: Nikkormat FTN
Lens:  Micro-Nikkor 55mm f/2.8
Film: Kodak Gold 200

Fish on Flickr.

Camera: Nikkormat FTN
Lens: Micro-Nikkor 55mm f/2.8
Film: Kodak Gold 200

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The Girl Skimming Stones on Flickr.Camera: Nikon F3
Lens: Micro-Nikkor 55mm f/2.8
Film: Kodak Portra 160
Exposure: 1/500th

The Girl Skimming Stones on Flickr.

Camera: Nikon F3
Lens: Micro-Nikkor 55mm f/2.8
Film: Kodak Portra 160
Exposure: 1/500th


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Pinhole: Seattle Via Nashville, III on Flickr.Via Flickr:
f235 and f138, Fujichrome Velvia 50, 6x6, double exposures, varied time, cross processed
Scanned as a positive and inverted in PS. 
Part of a series of pinhole double exposures between me and JSod. Each of us shot a roll of film and mailed it to the other without disclosing what we photographed. Two visions one result, Seattle via Nashville.
We’ve found that most of the Nashville images were washed out, but you can see hints of the Music City in some of the images. Well, not really Music City in this case…more like wire-top picnic table, but still.

Pinhole: Seattle Via Nashville, III on Flickr.

Via Flickr:
f235 and f138, Fujichrome Velvia 50, 6x6, double exposures, varied time, cross processed
Scanned as a positive and inverted in PS.
Part of a series of pinhole double exposures between me and JSod. Each of us shot a roll of film and mailed it to the other without disclosing what we photographed. Two visions one result, Seattle via Nashville.

We’ve found that most of the Nashville images were washed out, but you can see hints of the Music City in some of the images. Well, not really Music City in this case…more like wire-top picnic table, but still.

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Nikon: Maho and Francis Bays, USVI on Flickr.Via Flickr:
I’m daydreaming today. It’s unseasonably warm here in Nashville but the temps are supposed to drop tonight, an unwanted 40-degree shock treatment to remind me it’s still winter. I’m remembering the trip J and I took to the Virgin Islands. I have photos to prompt memory, but still, I worry the honeymoon will slip from memory like a dream. 
St. Thomas was the most beautiful place I’d ever seen, undoubtedly paradise, until we get to St. John, which is the most beautiful place I’ve ever seen, undoubtedly paradise…
There is paradox in deciding which paradise is actually paradise since there can be only one. I latch onto a simple solution: the present paradise IS paradise, the others live in another time — past or future — and another place — here or there. My paradise is one where J is nearby, we are alone and we are naked.
We leave Cruz Bay on North Shore Road (Route 20) and head toward Annaberg sugar mill. We drive around a bend and Maho Bay opens below us, an undeveloped bay far prettier than any we saw on St. Thomas. We count only four people (and a dog) dotting the mile-long beach. We drive down, park the Jeep and take a quick dip, paradise found once again.

Nikon: Maho and Francis Bays, USVI on Flickr.

Via Flickr:
I’m daydreaming today. It’s unseasonably warm here in Nashville but the temps are supposed to drop tonight, an unwanted 40-degree shock treatment to remind me it’s still winter. I’m remembering the trip J and I took to the Virgin Islands. I have photos to prompt memory, but still, I worry the honeymoon will slip from memory like a dream.
St. Thomas was the most beautiful place I’d ever seen, undoubtedly paradise, until we get to St. John, which is the most beautiful place I’ve ever seen, undoubtedly paradise…
There is paradox in deciding which paradise is actually paradise since there can be only one. I latch onto a simple solution: the present paradise IS paradise, the others live in another time — past or future — and another place — here or there. My paradise is one where J is nearby, we are alone and we are naked.
We leave Cruz Bay on North Shore Road (Route 20) and head toward Annaberg sugar mill. We drive around a bend and Maho Bay opens below us, an undeveloped bay far prettier than any we saw on St. Thomas. We count only four people (and a dog) dotting the mile-long beach. We drive down, park the Jeep and take a quick dip, paradise found once again.

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Pinhole: Seattle Via Nashville, II on Flickr.Via Flickr:
f235 and f138, Fujichrome Velvia 50, 6x6, double exposures, varied time, cross processed
Scanned as a positive and inverted in PS. 
Part of a series of pinhole double exposures between me and JSod. Each of us shot a roll of film and mailed it to the other without disclosing what we photographed. Two visions one result, Seattle via Nashville.
We’ve found that most of the Nashville images were washed out, but you can see hints of the Music City in some of the images. In this one, it’s the Lower Broadway tourist district, an area filled with neon-fronted honky-tonks (look up Tootsies). It was a 30 minute exposure and lines up nicely with J.Sod’s tree (which I really hope he goes back to shoot, because it has a beautiful structure).

Pinhole: Seattle Via Nashville, II on Flickr.

Via Flickr:
f235 and f138, Fujichrome Velvia 50, 6x6, double exposures, varied time, cross processed
Scanned as a positive and inverted in PS.
Part of a series of pinhole double exposures between me and JSod. Each of us shot a roll of film and mailed it to the other without disclosing what we photographed. Two visions one result, Seattle via Nashville.

We’ve found that most of the Nashville images were washed out, but you can see hints of the Music City in some of the images. In this one, it’s the Lower Broadway tourist district, an area filled with neon-fronted honky-tonks (look up Tootsies). It was a 30 minute exposure and lines up nicely with J.Sod’s tree (which I really hope he goes back to shoot, because it has a beautiful structure).