The Lost Film Rolls Vol. 6
I’m baaack. Well, at least the lost photographs are. I dug this roll up in my “crap drawer” in my kitchen.
Long Beach (1998)
My wife and I were together for less than six months, but already we had bought our first dog Atticus and moved to Los Angeles. We went there blindly, and rented an apartment in Long Beach sight unseen. Little did we know how painful a commute that would cause for us later.
At any rate, these shots of our late pup Atticus were such a pleasant surprise to find. He was so human, and I mean that in the least cliché way possible. I threw in a cityscape of the Long Beach area for good measure.
