Wednesday, July 25, 2012
Disposable Beach Party
After the Boston gig, we had two days off in Salisbury Beach, which we spent with two of my wonderful friends from my Commonweal Theatre days. We also got to spend some time on Cape Cod with Angie's former Voice and Speech professor prior to our final gig.
I've never been that much of a beach girl. I like the idea of the beach, but it always seemed that once I got out there in the glare and the sand I wanted to escape fairly quickly. Now I think it's that I just never found the right beach. These Northeastern beaches with their quirky Americana filled beach towns were right up my alley. Salisbury was all pizza and corn dogs and the boardwalk, and the Cape had a quiet serenity that made me feel like I'd fallen into a Norman Rockwell painting, with a little of the longing and loneliness of a Hopper painting. Driving through from Sandwich to the gig in Truro, I said "It's like the entire place is the nice part of town."
I used a disposable camera when we went near the water, because it was just simpler. I didn't have to worry about theft or sand or water. Also, with a limited number of shots, I couldn't sit and click away until I got it right, I had to think more about what I was shooting. With no zoom or auto focus, you just make a wish and click.
With their light leaks and flaws, these remind me of family vacation photos before we went digital. In honor of that, I decided not to color correct or crop them. I know it's a little trite these days to get all nostalgic about film, but my childhood was captured on film, so it makes sense, especially added to the trapped in time essence surrounding most beach towns.