Yooooo , writing you from Klamuth Falls, OR. I am on a journey, and I took some photographs to document. I have no photos of LA or SF, because for some reason I always get preoccupied when in the big cities. But anyways heres some stuff.
I met this cow. Then a ton of his homies ran over and were like, “Yo whatchudoin in our pasture brahh?”
All these photographs are from somewhere in California. Its really weird, snowy mountains, then desert 15 minutes later.
The last one is my fave. I miss Mitzi. Take care of her.
la19blog is a heck of a shot. Check out what happens if you crop so the yellow line is the right border — the yellow line, traffic lane, white line, shoulder, road weeds, mountains, and even (kinda) the dissolving contrail all converge at that tree on the curve. The sense of motion is wild.
that cow is fuuuuurrry. he and his bros have, i think, the best pasture in the world.