In one of those moments when I was in the midst of trying to reorganize my photography stuff (again) I came across some photos I had totally forgotten about. It’s always fun to look back at earlier work to see 1) what I was interested in photographing and 2) what kind of photographer I was. In this case I took these photos in 1994 on a girls weekend camping trip I took with two friends on Assateague Island (off the eastern coast of Maryland and Virginia). We had purposely chosen to camp on the beach side – as opposed to the bay side – so we could open our eyes and see this when we woke up. I know I took these with my beloved old Konica T-3, no idea what kind of film (though definitely color negative).