Red light, green light
February 18, 2002i went for a drive today, rolled my windows down and turned the volume up and cruised on sunset boulevard. i was alone, but sitting shotgun were three cameras: a holga, a polaroid, a digital. i didn’t really have a destination in mind. i just knew that it was a holiday and the sky was blue, and i couldn’t let it go to waste.
while sitting at a stoplight, i decided to play a game. at every red light, i had to take a photo. i could extend my arm as far as it would go out the window, but i could not look through the viewfinder. the less thought put into the shot the better. it was so much fun that i started to prefer red lights over green, and i drove more slowly in hopes of catching them, and i pitied the people beside me in traffic who pushed on the gas as soon as they could, because they were missing the beauty all around them.
![]() oh hello, that is me. my hair is in my eye.
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