This is a roll of film Eileen gave me that was buried in a friend's grandmother's camera bag for years. We each loaded up a roll of this ancient magic and fled to the streets of downtown Jacksonville to explore. We got lost in the photography section of a book store and she played a tune for me on a stray piano. I cut her hair and it was such a great time.
The last photos in the set are of the throw pillows I made for my dorm room. They were inspired by those made by Chrissie way back when. I spent a late night with Lindseybop sewing and stuffing them.
(I love this photograph)