travel

FILM FROM COLLEGE

For six months, I've had it on my to-do list to develop four rolls of medium format film that have been sitting around for YEARS. Two rolls were buried in my desk at my parents' house in NC, and two were shot by the lovely Roxanne Turpen at our wedding, almost two years ago. I finally did it this week, after getting a film lab recommendation from Mallory. (They did a great job and were super fast if you're in Seattle and need a developer)

Film is always such a fun surprise. I've found no other feeling in the world like the one where you're standing in a tiny, dimly lit room watching your prints slowly emerge on the surface of the water-logged paper. I miss it. My dad has threatened for years to throw out my darkroom gear, and he hasn't done it yet, so maybe one day when Dave and I live in a bigger place, I'll rescue it from NC and return to my first photo-love with my own little lab at home. 

Most of these aren't touched up — I just scanned them at home last night, and will do some edits later. 

Thailand, 2008.

Thailand, 2008.

Phang-Nga Bay, Thailand, 2008. 

Phang-Nga Bay, Thailand, 2008. 

Phang-Nga Bay, Thailand. 2008.

Phang-Nga Bay, Thailand. 2008.

Sandbags at the edge of the Andaman Sea, Thailand. 2008.

Sandbags at the edge of the Andaman Sea, Thailand. 2008.

Andaman Sea, Thailand. 2008

Andaman Sea, Thailand. 2008

Near Phuket, Thailand. 2008.

Near Phuket, Thailand. 2008.

Near Phuket, Thailand. 2008.

Near Phuket, Thailand. 2008.

Central Florida Coast, 2009. 

Central Florida Coast, 2009. 

SB2K9

SB2K9

SB2K9

SB2K9

My second set of parents, Jeff and Susan. 2008?

My second set of parents, Jeff and Susan. 2008?

Pre-prosal, Zach and Jenny. Hillsboro, NC. 2009. 

Pre-prosal, Zach and Jenny. Hillsboro, NC. 2009. 

Kate, Carrboro, NC. 2008 or 2009? 

Kate, Carrboro, NC. 2008 or 2009? 

I've also scanned the photos from our wedding, but I'll save those for another post. Roxanne did a great job — they're beautiful. 

It's fun to find memories buried in analog like this. I saw a blog post yesterday where a woman suggested carrying a disposable camera in your bag all the time and using up one a month. Don't snap all your film in one place — try to limit yourself to two snaps per location/event. That way you'll have a fun surprise at the end of 30 days when you develop your film. 

I'm thinking about trying it. Want to join me? 

ON THE ROAD

travel a lot for my job, and I've been blessed to see some of the most beautiful and fascinating places in the world. But the world is so BIG! There's so much to see! So to answer that age-old question, where would you go if you could go anywhere in the world? Here are the places I've been pondering lately...

Greece Yellowstone Vancouver Israel/Palestine Arches National Park San Diego Italy (again) Austria (again) Isle of Skye, Scotland Norway (in the summer, please) Darjeeling

And speaking of traveling, here's a few snaps from Maine a handful of weeks ago with my Lovah and family.

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Instagram jam from San Fran

Went to San Francisco last week for training (so I can still keep my head on straight and tell good stories in the middle of earthquakes, floods, famines, coups, etc). Here are the more interesting bits of the week, as seen through Instagram. 20120618-124610.jpg20120618-124620.jpg

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[brought one 4x4 animal style burger home to a very happy husband. for those of you who don't know, in-n-out is a california-only establishment, so those who have tasted of its glory and live out of state dream of moments like this.]

The Swaz

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Sitting in the Air France lounge at OR Tembo International Airport in Joberg... Like a boss. Have a few quiet moments before I head to the gate a bit early because I've been randomly selected for a pre-flight security search. Joy. Anyway, I'm testing out blogging via the Wordpress app and seeing how well it can integrate Instagram and/or other random snaps from the past two weeks in Swaziland. I've also made a playlist entitled "girly" on my iPod, looked at photos of wedding flowers, and played approximately 2 minutes of Nertz. So productive.

I read this book called Scared just before I left the US. It's a novel about a photojournalist in Swaziland, doing stories about orphans, poverty, and people affected by AIDS. Even though it's fiction, I was already relating with the main character before I even got to Swaziland - World Vision works with just these kinds of people all the time.

But then it got a little eerie when we met children these past two weeks who had stories strangely parallel to the kids in the book. Same set of sad circumstances, same homes, same landscapes.

At the very end of the novel, there are torrential rains and all the rivers in Swaziland flood, creating a weather event of historic proportions and killing thousands. It turns out well in the end, but it was quite dramatic.

Well the last 2 days of my time in the Swaz, they had rain of epic proportions. We did a bunch of interviews in homes with tin roofs and I sometimes couldn't hear a word that was said, no matter if it was in Siswati or English, because the rain was pounding so hard, like bullets. What do you think this meant for the back country roads of this developing nation? I am somewhat embarrassed to admit that scenes from the book flashed through my mind. I tend to have an overactive imagination sometimes.

But I was slightly justified because today, back in the capital city, we heard reports that bridges all over the country had been washed out from two almost continuous days of heavy rain. We had driven over several of these flooded bridges yesterday and all I can say is that our 4 foot 11 inch driver Zanele is a champ and did an incredible job navigating those treacherous muddy roads.

And also, I'm glad to be here in Joberg on my way home to my family and the man I'm going to marry in less than 90 days.

A few shots from these 2 weeks...

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