Flour

I've been so busy lately catching my breath after working on the second issue of Lightleaks that I haven't had much time to get out and shoot. Last week though, I took out my new Polaroid 420 and my trusty Holga for some industrial-sized fun. I shot this down at the flour mill a few miles from my house. When I was a kid, my dad worked here, filling flour sacks day after day. Almost every weekend, my mom would take my sister and me down to the mill for a picnic with my dad and he'd give us rides on the giant turntables and elevators inside, and proudly show us off to his buddies as he gave us the grand tour. A fine childhood memory for me, those visits were, but I'm sure my dad mustn't have many fond memories of the place, being that it was back-breaking work that kept him from his family weekends and most holidays. Luckily, he moved on from the mill long ago, and when I visit him at work now, I'm not covered in flour dust when I leave.

Today marks day two of my new computer. Monday, I came home from work to find that my four-year old HP died. The guy at the computer store said I had over a thousand viruses. Huh. Amazing work from that antivirus program I had. Hopefully this new one will be better. So far, I'm loving it. Lots of speed and it just looks cool sitting in my desk.

If you haven't already, buy yourself a copy of Lightleaks!