What I Did on My Summer Vacation

(photo by Uncle Nat)
MY COUSINS CAME TO VISIT!!! It has been at least three years since the last time we saw each other, so I was missing them pretty bad. And I miss them still. (Insert crying emoji here)


(photo by Uncle Nat)
We went to Red Rock Canyon and did not go on any hikes because a) it was too dang hot and b) senior citizens.


(photo by Z)
This photo was taken after I dropped a cartridge of Spectra film into the desert tortoise preserve. My klutzy ass totally climbed in there to retrieve it.


(photo by Uncle Nat)
We also went to the Hoover Dam. I took a few Spectra shots, but it was just too dang hot out.





I even brought a cooler with an ice pack, but it did not help much. Maybe I'm doing it wrong. I probably am. Story of my life.


The following day, went to Zion National Park. Getting there was an adventure (no, it was not - it was ridiculous). We did not leave Las Vegas until well past noon and there was a lot of highway construction going on. Then my cousin was unsure of his driving directions and blah, blah, blah.


So, it was pretty late when we actually made it to the park. Most of our time was spent in the car and not ideally the way in which one should enjoy mother nature.


(photo by Lena)
Next time, we're sticking to a laminated itinerary and leaving the old people at the slots. I found Zion to be beautiful. However, I found the resort area right outside of it to be THE WORST. We all had to tinkle right after leaving the park and the teen working the register at the convenience store in the same strip mall as the Zion Canyon Giant Screen Theater ignored my mom (she's not quiet), when she asked him where the closest restroom was, AND THEN told us to use the theater's restroom after it had been closed for at least fifteen minutes. So we went to the ZION CANYON BREW PUB next to the convenience store and the dirty hipster schmuck working the door completely ignored us (five women of color varying in age from 20 to 70). Luckily a (POC) busser recognized that we were in search of something and pointed us in the right direction. Part of me wanted to leave my used sanitary napkin on the forehead of the host, but I digress. I know that had it been just Lena and I, the customer service would have been the opposite. The best part of that strip mall was seeing a doe in the parking lot. With the exception of the National Park, I knew I never liked Utah.


(photo by Z)
ANYWAY, I miss my cousins. Next time, we're gonna go hiking. And get cocktails. Next time, na lang.

Nerding Out

Earlier this month, the Las Vegas Camera Club christened it's grand opening with an appearance by the Impossible Project airstream. What? Basically, I had a Polaroid boner all weekend long.



Last year, I procured three Polaroid cameras: a Sun 600, a Onestep and a Spectra System from various thrift shops at very thrifty prices. I had no idea if any of them were functioning, so after awkward moseying between the LVCC and the airstream, Larry from the Impossible Project hooked me up with a tutorial and an empty 600 film cartridge for the future.


After he took this sassy Spectra shot of Lena, Rach and I, Larry showed us how the Instant Lab worked. It is a fun gadget, however it is also out of my second-hand store budget.


A couple of days later, I continued to stalk the Silver Shade Tour at the Linq. I had every intention of buying one or two packs of Spectra film, but the Fotobar did not carry any, and the airstream was not selling. Geoff from the LVCC pulled some strings with the IP guys and hooked me up. And in return, I repay the photography gods with the worst pictures ever.













Maybe it is the Las Vegas heat, maybe I do not know what I am doing - actually, I know that I do not know what I am doing. Larry suggested that I tote around a sandwich bag-sized cooler with an ice pack for developing. Before the airstream rolled into town, I had emailed the LVCC about the possibility of purchasing a frog tongue to shade the pictures as they ejected. The cooler will be my next experiment. I suppose I could have actually done the experiment, but I have become the world's worst blogger within the last four years.



Christmas came early in the form of a SX-70 currently on layaway at the antique mall. It was priced at $49 and I could not pass it up. The above photo is what it looks like, but with a few scratches on the leather and no strap. Upon amateur inspection, the rollers appeared clean and the viewfinder functioning. I observed no tears in the bellows, but an expired cartridge of film inside. I assume the cartridge is expired since the shutter would not fire due to a dead battery. Fingers, eyes, toes and ovaries crossed that the shutter is not damaged. Either way, the camera is still a good deal at $49. Currently on Craigslist, they are being priced between $80 and $400.



In other news, we took a quick day trip to the state line to play the California Lottery. We did not win, but we did ride the roller coaster and log ride at Buffalo Bill's.



These are a few double exposures of the High Roller during the day time taken with the Instax90. I have zero intentions of riding the observation wheel.



And these are a couple of long exposures in my hood. A car of dudebros attempted to make some type of prostitute joke as Lena and I waited at the corner en route to Target. It turned out to be a big 'ol failure as neither of us look like ladies of the night. I would like to see the same line used on one of the regular Summerlin crack heads during daylight and not from the safety of a moving vehicle.