1. This is Flanders.

    I barely got this shot. And then after I did, I pushed my luck and took two Polaroids. Then he ran away. 

    I’d been reading a lot about communicating with cats that year, and had a hunch that making eye contact with him was an unintentional aggressor. So I had an idea to creep up on him from the driveway with my face stuck in the viewfinder, never looking up and making actual eye contact with him.

    And it worked! Then, I went into the house to get my SX70, came back out and did it all over again. As with most cats, the sound of the mirror slap startled him and our photo shoot was promptly ended.

    I can’t remember if I actually got to touch him at this moment… Or maybe Kristina said that she got to touch him. Either way I remember there was a lot of debate between us on who got to touch Flanders first (it was totally me). 

    Rolleifex 2.8C + Kodak Ektar 100

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  2. Babs was the least skittish of all the stray cats that summer. 

    Rolleifex 2.8C + Kodak Ektar 100

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  3. Took my trusty boots to Humboldt to break ‘em in for our trip to Iceland. That’s Babs' booty in the background.

    Rolleifex 2.8C + Kodak Ektar 100

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  4. Way back in our college days, Kristina and I were room mates (along with Chris and two other rad ladies). We lived tucked away behind Humboldt State campus, with the redwood forest as our backyard.  Our home was appropriately dubbed Cozy Corners, or The Tree House, depending on whom you talk to, because every square inch of it felt like visiting Grandma’s house.

    Living in a house with lots of people is… Interesting. Everyone always seems to have their own “thing” that defines their home life — like being mindful about turning the lights off, taking long baths, keeping the floors clean, or always leaving a spoon covered in peanut butter in the sink (Looking at you, Mat Calderon!).

    For me and Kristina, our home life constantly revolves around the kitchen… This one, especially. So many fond memories have been made here. Breakfasts, dinners, late night chats and fingernail painting. Bike rides home from work ending with an epic sandwich scarfing and Jarritos chugging. Doing dishes while staring out this window into the redwood forest and the Humboldt Bay. Or just watching timid, neighborhood cats scamper through the backyard, unaware of our gaze.

    Sigh.

    When I took this picture, I thought it was going to be the last time I ever set foot in this house. Kristina was set to move up to Portland, but decided to stay in Arcata at the last minute. Though I was deeply saddened that we wouldn’t once again be raising hell in the same town together, I’m so happy that there’s still a chance that I could spend even one more night in these Cozy Corners, someday. Hopefully someday soon.

    Polaroid SX70 + PX70

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  5. Spring in Humboldt. Shot on 10th & G, next to US Bank.

    Polaroid SX70 + PX70

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  6. Seen in Humboldt, parked across the street from Wildberries. Where else? 

    Polaroid SX70 + PX70

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  7. Caught ‘grammin.


    Rolleiflex 2.8C
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  9. Mad River Beach with Kristina.

    Rolleiflex 2.8C + Kodak Ektar 100

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  10. Kristina’s house.

    Arcata, CA

    Rolleiflex 2.8C + Fuji Astia 100F

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  11. I’m pretty sure Olive never moved from this spot for the whole 2 weeks I was in town.

    Polaroid SX70 + PX70

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  12. Olive is a funny one. Even though she looks pissed off six ways til Sunday here, she’s actually an extremely sweet cat. You know — the kind that hates other cats and thinks she’s a human. AKA, the perfect companion!

    Arcata, CA

    Rolleiflex 2.8C + Fuji Astia 100F

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