pride parade 2017
A lot of pictures in this one, and I’m not sorry. Pride is such a visually overwhelming spectacle.
A lot of pictures in this one, and I’m not sorry. Pride is such a visually overwhelming spectacle.
This was the day we went to San Anselmo and took a little walk through the redwoods. Those black borders? Do not adjust your screen, there is nothing wrong; these are film pictures, shot on the massive 6x9 camera I picked up a while back.
A lot of pictures in this one. The title is a lie, or at least the first two pictures are from the night they got here, not the next day. This was a really nice visit; we went to the museum on Friday, then up to the woods on saturday (where I shot film and have to find those photos for the next post) and then we did pride on sunday. A well-rounded weekend.
I don’t remember why we were going down this way, exactly, but this was one evening some time ago.
Note: the following does not apply to those who can’t go to protests for whatever reason; disability, PTSD, the need to avoid the authorities. I’m talking to my able-bodied fellow white folks.