







Barry and Cronkhite
Hiking up slopes of the Marin Headlands with 15 lbs of camera gear, I recall the days I was drafted into the military.
On beautiful rugged trails and remote locations, my comrades and I spend a mind-numbing amount of time training, route marching to nowhere in particular, waiting for a conflict that would never come.
"Waiting to rush, and rushing to wait", we'd say.
These images, made on a 4x5 film camera, and processed by hand, are an homage to those moments in my past life.
Barry and Cronkhite
Hiking up slopes of the Marin Headlands with 15 lbs of camera gear, I recall the days I was drafted into the military.
On beautiful rugged trails and remote locations, my comrades and I spend a mind-numbing amount of time training, route marching to nowhere in particular, waiting for a conflict that would never come.
"Waiting to rush, and rushing to wait", we'd say.
These images, made on a 4x5 film camera, and processed by hand, are an homage to those moments in my past life.