T minus three days and counting. My assistant/friend, her sister, my roomie and a co-worker are taking a sojourn out to Salton Sea this weekend. We have both been itching for a creative ventilator after shooting product on white for months in the studio. Our first glimpse of inspiration came when we got to go on a field trip to LA with our boss for a photoshop conference. That was when the idea for a weekend road trip came to fruition. We were giggling like two little girls with idea after idea of where to go, what to do. I have never been to Salton Sea and although Laurel has, it has been some time and we decided it would be the perfect time before it gets too hot and unbearable. So on Good Friday after we go to church at noon we are packing ourselves in the car and heading east young woman. We have a care package all ready for Leonard at Salvation Mountain, cameras ready for whatever catches our fancy and imaginations ready for unlimited expansion.
This was the most surreal hour and a half of the whole trip. We made our way out to Howard Air Force Base (which is no longer an AFB) and found our old house. Just looking at the photos I get emotional all over again. Not that I broke down crying or anything but it was really weird standing in a place that holds so many memories. Here is me freaking out that we found it!!! Our old Street! Coffey Avenue! Exploring the old digs! This stairwell led up to the door in the kitchen. It was a little creepy so I just filmed from where I was. :-/ I don't do creepy. Here we are in front of 60A Coffey Ave! That "hill" behind my mom seemed so much bigger when we lived there. I remember my dog running down it and tripping, which led to a head over heels tumble that still makes me laugh when I think of it. And that fence used to be a favorite spot for three toed sloths to hang out. ...
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