I was coming out of one of those tiny markets Californians love so much. The kind where everything is made of tofu, or seaweed. I like to take visitors from the Midwest there to mess with their minds. They usually buy something to amaze an confuse their friends. The last time it was wrapper from a tofu burrito. They took turns taking a bite to say that they had tried it, and then very carefully flattened out the wrapper to show every one. I really got them excited when I handed them the monthly ads for the store. It was Disneyland for weirdo's.
On our way out, I spotted a Nissin model I had never seen before. The headlights were worthy of being in California. If they were any weirder, they would end up in a science fiction movie. I shot several pictures as my friends looked confused, and then we left.
In the sixties, I started printing my documentary pictures like the great photojournalist W. Eugene Smith, dark as hell and creepy. I discovered that it works for digital as well. I printed this daylight picture until it was as dark and mysterious as I could want. I couldn't wait to tell my fine arts photography friends about my "Philosophic concepts" in making my pictures look like this. If there was any more horse manure in my story, I could have applied for a huge grant from one of those massive corporations that likes to cover all their dirty deeds with a charitable smokescreen.
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