Filed under: Pennsylvania | Tags: 600 film, garfield, polaroid, slr680, sunset
You can’t see it in these photos, but below the rooftops – the fire escape, the chimneys – lies the remains of the building next to ours, a crumbling, broken mess cast under a fiery light. The sunset made our entire living room glow in this strange yellow, like a filter over a camera lens. The light beckoned me to the back of our place; the beauty of an after-storm sky made me climb off my couch and out into the rubble pile, in my pajamas no less, Jeff watching from the porch to make sure I didn’t step on glass or wander too far off without shoes because when I get caught in a photo moment, I am only in that moment.
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