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The Long Wait (1 of 1)

Photo by Raffaello Pasquale Processing by Emilio

My father did not teach me everything I know about photography. But he did let me borrow his camera from time to time when I was growing up. Last week, he flew to New York to scatter his parent’s ashes at the beach on Coney Island where my grandfather and grandmother first met. He asked to borrow one of my cameras and I offered the Canon, but he preferred the lighter, newer Fuji. What could I do? He’s my father!

While he was waiting for his flight, he practiced with the controls on the camera and caught this image of some unknown traveler. I loved the image and asked to process it. He agreed and I am now in the midst of processing all his selected favorite images from that trip. With his permission, I will post a few from time to time.

I was going to travel with him but work and home responsibilities prevented me from finally getting to meet Joe Giordano and his wife, Terry, Stacy Fischer, and Patti Kuche.

Maybe one day soon…

House On The Prairie

Emilio, Photography
Kanosh-0294 copy“As you read my stories of long ago I hope you will remember that things truly worthwhile and that will give you happiness are the same now as they were then. It is not the things you have that make you happy. It is love and kindness and helping each other and just plain being good. ”
― Laura Ingalls Wilder

Nud Girls and Bikinis

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Outside the city limits of Beatty NV November 29, 2015

I know you have questions. What is a nud girl, right? And, given the choice, would a man rather look at a nud girl? Or a girl in a bikini? The answer to at least one of the above isn’t as obvious as it seems. But allow me to backtrack for a moment.

My wife, Lynn, left me alone Sunday morning. She did invite me to help her sister and brother-in-law pack up their house and move, but I figured I could not handle that much fun in one day. So, ascertaining that it would not be a problem once she had time to think about it, I opted to go out shooting. I did not want to go any where we had not been before because half the fun of discovering a new place is doing it with someone you love. So, I headed north toward Tonopah, about a 3 hour trip. By the time I got to Beatty, only 2 hours away- and knowing I’d have to turn around and make the drive home by myself- I decided to stop there. Just outside the town of Beatty, at the Area 51 Alien Center, was a legal brothel called the Bunny Ranch. It is a nondescript pink building at the rear of the gas station. A few miles further up the road was a sign for “Nud Girls” on the side of a now vacant building. I would assume it was another brothel but perhaps not. Perhaps it was merely a nude bar or strip joint- the E in NUDE obliterated by a sash announcing the building’s availability. So the mystery of a nud girl is not such a mystery. But the question, would a man rather look at a nud girl or a girl in a bikini, is not such a difficult one for me.

I would rather look at a girl in a bikini.

Really.

See, I like a little mystery!