Both photos from Springfield, Ill., summer internship 2003
Recently I’ve found the time to copy damn near every photo I’ve made from hundreds of CDs and DVDs to one big ol’ external hard drive. Memory is cheap these days, the idea of a terabyte’s worth of storage is real. It’s been a trip to spin through an old shoot rapidly and see single moments of people’s lives I’ve long forgotten about suddenly animate themselves into being. It triggers all sorts of related memories of the day and of the person, our brief time together – work, assignments, another then another. The number of faces being copied down from one magnetic disc to another is simple dizzying.
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