Jen, 1989

One aspect I find interesting about being an Artist, and specifically being a photographer is that the work created can reflect what or who is around me. Those influences, and my response to that external stimuli, can often create my own desire or push to make an image, in that moment of that particular era of time. Perhaps it is much, much later that I am able to recognize or become aware of the importance of an image.

Jen, looking at some negatives, shot in the afternoon light of my parents house in Leucadia, California, probably summer judging by the angle of light. I ran into her years later, bumped into her at a newsstand in the Los Angeles airport, and that’s the last I’ve ever heard of her.

Shot on an Olympus OM-3 with a Zuiko 50mm 1.8 or 1.4, on good old Kodak Tri-X, perhaps processed in Ilford Perceptol 1:3.

(I’ve been going thru a Tri-X phase lately, feeling nostalgic perhaps)