sunday

stolen from M., maestro of the double exposure

These rediscovered photographs from an afternoon nearly two years ago rightly capture an old sense of delight for me. It was my nineteenth birthday, we ate sandwiches, went kite-flying, napped on the grass, and took a two hour bus ride in the height of Friday traffic. I found this expired film rolling around in my drawer and developed it without a recollection of the content.

Goodnight dear ones!