Near Sacajawea Park in eastern Washington, where the boat docks on Mondays.
Ainsworth Junction. That's where I took this picture.
OK, so I chopped off the top of the signal. What can I say? Richard Avedon I ain't. In a purely abstract sense it works OK, but in a photograph people want to know where's the top of the signal.
Here are a few shots from the opening weeks of the season 2005 on the Queen of the West. Here's Tim, the saxophonist.
Bill calls this "dropping the big one" or "going nuclear".
Bill plays the bass
Bill stands around
Tim's horn
Tim warms up.
Bill listens thoughtfully while Tim declaims about the suckiness of something.
Tim and Reece at the Columbian Cafe in Astoria. The food sucks, but everyone insists on going there because of these disgusting jalepeno, garlic and pepper jellies they make!
Tim sits there during the pointless staff meeting.
Cross-processed shots from the Stylus Epic and XP2 from the new-to-me/beat-to-shit-to-someone-else Yashica T4.
I'm getting way too many pictures of the dog.
Ivy looking Wagnerian/Herculean.
Cross-processed film is strangely irregular in tonality- some are greenish, some are steely gray, others are creamy. I'm using expired Sensia (repackaged as Porst Chrome-X) I got from B&H.