A few from the California desert shot with my Pentacon. I think we had a little bit of a desert overdose this time.
Sometimes I go through my archive and photos that never did anything for me suddenly catch my eye. This is one of them. It’s from San Francisco, Thanksgiving 2010.
So, on friday I am travelling to the US again. East coast first. I am so excited. It’s been 3 years and there are so many great memories to recall. I have a feeling this may get very emotional. Oli is already there and after a week we will fly to the west coast. We planned a little road trip that will lead us to the desert of Nevada, to Black Rock City. This will be my first time at the Burning Man Festival and you can’t believe how excited I am about this. After that, Oli and I will kiss each other good bye and go different directions. He’s going to Hawaii, but I thought “Hawaii? Naaaah! I’m going to Oklahoma!” So yes, I am skipping Hawaii to see my good friends in Oklahoma, who I also like to refer to as my oklahomies.
I was digging deep in the San Diego box and came up with this one…
Shot with the Holga somewhere in the desert in California. Whatever it is, it sure was not open. Neither was anything else around in the area, it seemed.
As much as I love being back in Germany, I sure miss the variety of awesome photo opportunities we’ve had the last years, on the west coast as much as on the east coast. The freedom to just go out and shoot whenever, with a high chance of getting some good – or at least interesting – photos. I can’t seem to get it here, “at home”, where everything is the way I’ve always known it. But then again, it might just be me lacking of inspiration by the ordinary, the ordinary to me that is.