scratchy throat
It all starts with a scratchy throat. When that moment hits, you launch into a bad mood. I awoke yesterday with the scratchy throat, but I wouldn’t let it get in my way. I was going to Newport, RI to see two of my friends, actually they are the two people I met the first day I went to college at MassArt. I think it was Visual Language class, or maybe Form Studies, but whatever the case, I’ve only seemed to keep in touch with 3 of my peers from those classes, all of which I tracked down and photographed this week.
Newport was beautiful yesterday. I went to a antique shop called The Armory and saw some Daguerreotypes and Ambrotypes that I was interested in, especially the Dag in a locket. It was fading fast, but so unique. I also found some old Cabinet Cards from various photo studios that existed in Boston and Rhode Island in the early 1900’s, but the guy running the shop didn’t feel like haggling with me on some of the prices.
I hope to have my newest images processed and scanned within the week. As for now, I need to go get some cold medicine.