Wet-plate illustration
I was emailing a friend, back and forth, the other day, and she was telling me about her childhood in West Texas. I was struck by the simple paragraphs that were arriving in the emails; strong words; very visual. Rattlesnakes, policemen, barren landscape, and family. I borrowed a snapshot that she kept, of her father, and copied it, and combined it with two of the emails that arrived that day.
Shot on 8″x10″ Sinar, with collodion, on black metal.

Here’s the original, below. I love it in color as well. Love that color palette.

That is a crushingly beautiful and sad story. Thanks for sharing it.
A reminder that even the toughest-seeming among us can carry hidden wounds. Beautifully done.