Old Photographs Back From Cryogenic Storage

When I cleaned out the refrigerator a a little while ago, I found an old roll of black-and-white film. From what I can remember, the last roll of black-and-white film I shot was back in 2004 before I went digital, so I assumed that the film might be at least a little downgraded if not destroyed, but a few of them managed to turn out alright.

I do not remember taking any of these photographs, but then I do not remember a great deal of things since my surgery in early July. It is like a swimmy mess of maybes up in that grey matter. Did I read that book? Have I seen that movie? What day of the week is it? What year did that happen in? I think the doctors thought they would screw with my cortex while they already had me under to remove my uterus. Jerks.

buffalo sculpture

my friend Frosty

bridge over water


power building

the Palinode

toilet seat cover

It is strange to look back on a day of which I have no recollection.

Where do these things go? And what do they mean now?

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