Six rolls of exposed 35mm had been sitting in the fridge
for over six years, relics of memory waiting to be brought
to light. One roll was ruined, seeped toxic crud, but I had
the other five processed and printed at Ballard Camera,
where the staff is helpful but can never get my order right.
I won't bore you with the details--they got it close enough.
One of the rolls was photos of the
gone from Seattle by now due to the usual civic
problem here--lack of imagination and political will.
is still around; I've been seeing a bit of
him as I plan to put one of his roadkill sculptures on
the cover of Carbusters #29.
Mike waves goodbye....