04/13/2009

Country Roads

We spent Saturday at my Grandma's house in rural Pennsylvania, and I realized I had forgotten how rustic some of the old farm equipment looks in the yard or how the closed-up gas station on the corner has a vintage-America feel. I took out my camera and shot a set of nine photographs that will soon appear in my Etsy store.

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I couldn't stop singing the song while I was shooting, so I've called this collection "Country Roads." I know it's not West Virginia, but, close enough.

Apr 13, 2009 8:19:52 PM | Photography

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George Deftereos

We had to learn that song in choir in primary school. None of us knew where West Virginia was. We knew what it sounded like though...

Posted by: George Deftereos | 04/17/2009 at 01:30 AM

George Deftereos

...and BTW, did any of those Holga photos turn out well enough to sell?

Posted by: George Deftereos | 04/17/2009 at 01:31 AM

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