Archives From the 70's + 80's
It was about a year ago when I accidentally searched through my father's old shoeboxes full of photographs. I dug through the dusty shelves of our spare room's closet, a space no one dares to look through, for a humidifier (I was sick, okay?). Just like in the movies, my elbow bumped against a rusty cardboard container that fell to ground and unleashed a photographer's jackpot: archives.
My dad is wild son of a bitch. He rides motorcycles, drinks at 9:00 in the morning, refuses to own a bed, seeks the thrill in working 12 hour days, and just installed a hot tub in the damn living room. His skin is as tough as the rocks he climbed during the early Springs of Colorado, hair is as messy as his heart. Dave, is by far, one of the most eccentric human beings I have come to know. I even wrote a personal piece on this matter a few months back on my +Journal, read the story here.
Below are a multitude of images he has taken during his prime. If you have the pleasure of meeting the man, you won't get through a conversation without him saying something along the lines of "the 70's were the best times of my life!". It has merely become an inside joke between my and my mates at this point... he's a funny dude.
My father will never admit to being an artist. He's never professional take a photograph in his life, only happy accidentals with his 35mm film camera everyone else owned back in the day. What you see below is a direct reflection of how simple and beautiful life can be when you let it just be. A whirlwind of never-ending fiarytales of the human existence.
"It's All Over Now, Baby Blue."
Much love; thanks for watching and listening. Click the button below to buy exclusive prints form this collection. Please keep in mind that because the images above are 4:6 vintage processed prints, you can only buy Small or Mini prints to ensure the highest quality. Every scratch and imperfection you see on the image is a genuine testament to the gritty lifestyle my father proudly lived.