Cracked World

"You're touchingly, deeply confused" - Kristin Hersh, Slippershell

Confusion

Am I going the right way?



Do patterns mean anything?



Where is my mind?

Spot the Photog

Well I've been back from the US for a little while now, but I've been busy getting back up to speed with home life, and also up to my knees in Xtol whenever I've had a spare moment trying to make a dent in the large pile of rolls I bought back from my trip.

Will post lots more about the SW soon, but for now I'll just say thanks to Susan for her hospitality and putting up with me during the babbly phase of my jetlag. And also that, when the pitchfork-wielding mob comes to run me out of town, I'll seriously consider relocating to northern New Mexico.

Until then I thought I'd show you this photo that Tom Wright sent me, taken on his camera by our guide in Chernobyl, Yuri Tatarchuck. This was right at the end of the day as we were leaving, so about the only point I didn't have a brace of cameras and a lightmeter around my neck, and meaning those of you who haven't met me can have the fun of guessing which one I am in the line-up! Answers on a postcard please.

(As I think I mentioned before, I was horribly unwell at this point, so that might give you a clue. Also, I will add that there's some sort of weird slope in this shot - all four of us were about the same height really!)

SW shots soon.