"The Marshmellow Kids"

Romania

Krabi Town Wandering

By the end of my trip the photographer in me was aching with the dread of missed opportunity. One day, while Joe was teaching, I wandered around his neighborhood with my film camera in hopes of capturing some credible images.

I was only able to say, hello, thank you, I'm sorry, and picture? but some how managed to have a wonderful morning with perfect strangers. This family in particular was incredibly welcoming and let me hang out for awhile.

As the bell tower beckoned the predominately muslim neighborhood to prayer, I found my way past the buffalo, the hairdresser, and the clothes line drying, hoping with every ounce of me that the above moment turned out the way I had seen it from behind the viewfinder.

Prom Thep Cape

St.Louis

Doubles

I went to NYC one weekend this past summer with a roll of black and white film loaded in my camera. A couple hours into my trip I was restless to shoot in color so I wound the film back up put it in a canister and forgot about it. Over time I got over the idea of shooting over my pictures and decided to take the roll with me back to NJ for my grandfather's 89th birthday. Here are six of the most interesting doubles.

DC: BBQ

"You know we're getting old when the fridge is full of good beer..." throw in some good friends, and good food, and you've got the perfect equation for a summer afternoon.

NYC: Chinatown

I spent an amazing weekend in NYC a few weeks ago and shot my first roll of color film in years. I have been tangled in a long passionate affair with film since my mom gave me my first yellow plastic point and shoot when I was 13. Now, like then, I find shooting with a set number of frames, with no idea what may end up on the reel, both terrifying and exhilarating. After roll upon roll of black and white, a friend of mine, and devout Eggleston follower, asked me why I don't shoot in color. I didn't have a good answer. Getting back this roll felt a lot like magic.