Jason rushed out of Roy’s apartment as soon as the video ended. He hopped on his motorcycle and headed straight downtown. “She can’t be dead. She can’t be dead!” is all that went through Jason’s mind. Jason accelerated his motorcycle, running through many red lights and never stopped until he reached the warehouse. He pounded on the door until his knuckles bled. He switched his tactics to kicking when, finally, the door busted open. He ran into the warehouse to see a stage light shining over your dead, limp body. Jason ran over to your body and held you close, but something wasn’t right.
Buffalo Bayou, Houston, Oct. 29, 2016, just before sunrise.
First test shot with my early-1950s Crown Graphic 4X5 with a stock Optar 135mm f/4.7 lens. I haven’t decided on a scanner yet, so this is simply a digital photograph of the negative with the curves flipped in Photoshop.