Tuesday, January 11, 2011

From the Archives

My old kitchen. I'm heading back home and starting thinking about my old apartment. Things were so simple then. I didn't think twice about soldering or cutting glass in the living room, had a darkroom (with no ventilation) in the spare bedroom, and a refrigerator that I painted purple and my cat wasn't dead.

I forgot about conte crayon. I think I still have some and will need to dig it out of the Art Bin.

2 comments:

Kelly Cady said...

I can still taste the stop bath.

Rachel said...

Mmmmm Stop bath.