This was basically my first week in Russia.








I think I done went and fucked up my favorite lens.

I'm back! I come bearing photos!






The place I took this film to get scanned gave it back all wonky-colored, so I had to color balance myself. I loathe color balancing, and the extra time it takes to do so is reflected by how long it took me to get these photos ready. So please give me feedback on the colors! I also doubt my monitor is properly color-balanced, so this whole thing is kind of a shit show... Enough of that; moving on!




The dacha was absolutely my favorite place as a child. Of the memories I have of my childhood in Russia, the majority are from there.














These things are fucking delicious. They look kind of like gooseberries.... At least, that is what I thought when I saw gooseberries at the farmer's market in Oregon. I was very disappointed. Those gooseberries didn't hold a candle to whatever this thing is.

Hey so



speaking of browns and blues

This is my first upload from Russia.

Rounding up the photos from right before I left Oregon.











The first time I fell in love with jasmine green tea was in Russia, eight or nine years ago. Maybe I have come full circle or something?




I took this photo solely because it reminded me of the time I worked at Michaels in high school.