The Bluest Skies

I was born in Kansas but spent my youth in Seattle: from eight months old until the age of 22 I was firmly entrenched into the state of Washington and it’s reliably overcast skies which made the sunny days all the more spectacular. The family relocated briefly to Phoenix from 1964 - 1967 but Dad was lured back by Boeing and being eight years old I didn’t have much say in the matter. Fourteen years later I left my studies at the University of Washington and headed down to Southern California in 1981.

In 2008 the family gathered to celebrate Dad’s 80th birthday.

I brought along my medium format Pentax, Gitzo tripod and about 20 rolls of Agfa and Illford. My eye gravitated to images that sparked my memories and to other scenes that were oddly impersonal.

It was the last time I shot with film up there.