The final part of the triptych with model, incredible photographer, and co-worker Polly Chandler. Again, using the bad Polaroid 59.

You can now see all three images as a triptych. The full image is 1600×900 and roughly 155k.

Part 2 in the series. This is my friend from work, Robert Igo. Part 1 can be seen here.

The river was flowing over the road in Gruene (as it often does) on a recent trip down there. Again, this was shot with a Holga and Ilford Delta 3200, but I had to use a red filter since it was so stinkin’ bright.

What do you get when you mix three creative individuals with a background in photography, a bad (free) box of Polaroid 59, studio lights and nothing to do? Well, we’ll start with this self-portrait. There are two other parts to the triptych, but I hadn’t had time to edit them before we left for Dallas for Christmas. Hopefully I’ll get them all up before long. Merry Christmas!

This is a cropping from a picture taken at Cliff and Kristen’s wedding last weekend in Kingwood. I used my Holga with 3200 film.

Very rarely do those snapshots taken from inside the car work (and I’m not saying this one necessarily does), but I like how this one looks. I almost want to post a significantly larger version so the “Beach Exit 828″ sign was clearer.

Normally I wouldn’t like this image because of the huge black clump that has formed in the center. But for some reason it works (for me).

This wasn’t the original shot I stopped the car for. I was driving to Orange from Austin and I saw this on the side of Hwy 71. It was actually the cactus that caught my eye, and I set up the shot with my Pentacon Six TL. I had b&w film in that camera, and I metered the shot with my Canon Elan 7E, which had slide film in it. Of course, I didn’t realize this when I snapped this shot, and then the roll was cross processed. And here’s the result.

This podium used to be a platform on metal legs. It was much simpler and didn’t seem nearly as sturdy. I believe it’s the same structure underneath, but now has space to store marching band equipment (though I doubt they leave anything in there during the off season).

I spent four years marching in this stadium. Sure seemed a lot more glorious at the time. It’s kind of like how everything shrinks when you return to the town you were born.

I attempted to photograph some birds flying around me and the shutter just happened to trip right as I was facing the sun. Sometimes autofocus ain’t that great.

Ryan, Liz and Carlo Morris.

Ryan Morris

Ryan Morris.

I couldn’t believe how awesome this was when I came upon it. If dogs hadn’t been barking at me, I probably would’ve stayed longer. This particular trailer park was a goldmine of imagery.