03 August 2007
west of Rome, just east of the border in a staticky Ramada-Inn, polishing his boots and pummeling his liver, steeped in dark oscillations
For today's post, you get more New River Valley Fair goodness. I think the shots I posted yesterday are much better than today's, but I suppose these have something to recommend them, even if they aren't quite "cracking it wide open."
Josh, who went with me to shoot the fair, makes an appearance in the 3rd shot and the next to last. I kept trying to get a nice shot of him taking a photo, but the 3rd shot is the closest I got to something good. Even though he's a bit too dark in the other shot, I kind of dig it. When I look at it, I think of a Silver Jew's line--"in Embry's last photograph he disappeared over the hill"--or of Socrates descending into the Piraeus.