rebuilding

March. That is when it is all going to go down. The strains of February are going to resolve sweetly.


passives © Laura Kicey

Momentous excursion to Carlisle last weekend which consisted primarily of visiting a warehouse filled to the gills with mannequin bits and having a killah time.


shipping and handling © Laura Kicey

It is entirely comforting to know that now that I've taken to chatting to random people while out shooting, its pays off occasionally. We met this chap at an Antiques market in Carlisle whilst picking over his wares. Talked about photography, whereupon he told us of the storefront he has filled with mannequins, directly in front of the warehouse he owns, likewise filled.


limber © Laura Kicey

His primary business was selling displays, purchased from stores that went out of business. Shelves and racks and bins and things


fragile © Laura Kicey

Made off with a lovely gold hand.


reliquary © Laura Kicey

And I got fake married! Wearing one of the dresses from the inventory of a bridal boutique that went under.


let's pretend we're married © Laura Kicey

I think Dustin's photo of me much more accurately describes the sort of gravity I felt about the situation.


choices choices © Dustin Fenstermacher

There was also some exploration of Shippensburg and Chambersburg which got us some mint chocolate chip ice cream and cold cheeks. One slightly wrong turn saved the day, stumbling upon the remains of a house near-collapse. Along with the promise of returning to a pasture with a tiny sun-bleached tree atop a stack of rocks, somewhere in the middle of nowhere....


drained © Laura Kicey