Saturday. 9/29/12
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Taishan 2003 New Year
Toisan 2-2-03
The firecrackers never really stopped during the night. That's when they lit the large one's, resonating in a deep boom rather than a sharp crack, making it pretty much impossible to sleep through the night even with my head sandwiched between two dense pillows. I suspect it was one fellow walking through the fields on the outskirts of the village, merrily heaving these 3-4 inch bombs throughout the night.
And then when the roosters started their thing before dawn, there was no choice but to start the day.
The firecrackers never really stopped during the night. That's when they lit the large one's, resonating in a deep boom rather than a sharp crack, making it pretty much impossible to sleep through the night even with my head sandwiched between two dense pillows. I suspect it was one fellow walking through the fields on the outskirts of the village, merrily heaving these 3-4 inch bombs throughout the night.
And then when the roosters started their thing before dawn, there was no choice but to start the day.
Thursday, September 20, 2012
Taishan 2003
Toisan 2-1-03
The house that my grandfather built, that my mother grew up in, not returning until 40 years later. I wish I knew more about it.
Another forgotten negative from 2003. I don't even recall ever putting this shot into the enlarger though I did use the next strip of negatives for the 2004 grant. I think I'll be able to do something with this after I balance out the image.
The house that my grandfather built, that my mother grew up in, not returning until 40 years later. I wish I knew more about it.
Another forgotten negative from 2003. I don't even recall ever putting this shot into the enlarger though I did use the next strip of negatives for the 2004 grant. I think I'll be able to do something with this after I balance out the image.
Wednesday, September 19, 2012
Taishan 2003
Toisan. 1-31-03
My mother's village is a maze of narrow walkways between brick buildings. I would hear people saying that they remember me from 15 years previous and who I was related to. The man in the dark attire looked like he was carrying something in his right hand. It was only when I zoomed in on the monitor that I found that he was not carrying anything. It was just a chicken walking behind him.
My mother's village is a maze of narrow walkways between brick buildings. I would hear people saying that they remember me from 15 years previous and who I was related to. The man in the dark attire looked like he was carrying something in his right hand. It was only when I zoomed in on the monitor that I found that he was not carrying anything. It was just a chicken walking behind him.
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