Erica Between the Stars

Photography (and sometimes words) by Erica Farjo.

Some days nothing much memorable happens but other days, you take a corner and stumble upon a real life Sailor Moon.

Knee socks, check
Animal Tail, check
Fantasy lethal weapon made of plastic, check

Knee socks, check

Animal Tail, check

Fantasy lethal weapon made of plastic, check

I forgot about life-size Pikachu (Pikachu has to stay color, obviously).
Ohhhh, SDCC….

I forgot about life-size Pikachu (Pikachu has to stay color, obviously).

Ohhhh, SDCC….

It’s that time of year again where I head out to San Diego for Comic Con (yeeeee) aka the place where I can’t believe what I am seeing no matter how many times I have seen it before (yeeee part 2)!

This is going to be my 4th visit to SDCC.  It’s basically become my annual photo field trip, where I wear two cameras and have an iPhone on the ready at all times but still miss more shots than I catch. It’s photo bootcamp.
Some pictures from SDCC’s past:

We watched the sun set over the Observatory, over all of the city.

Couldn’t hear the traffic down below but the entire skyline of Downtown LA was right there, standing silent and still, looking like a lego-set petrified in amber as the golden sunlight trailed off in a slow fade.

The night was really clear and New Order was playing at the Greek Theatre right below us (they teased me that I would run off through the hills to go and see them and I would have, they were right, but I didn’t).

I walked along the trail until it got dark.

King of All Chairs, continued

King of All Chairs, continued

King of all chairs

King of all chairs

I keep going back into my archives and randomly selecting photos I took while on the island to grade and post here.
I probably have close to 1,000 pictures? Probably.  Most of them are terrible…out of focus, poorly framed or the lens is steamed over from the humidity because I kept forgetting to climate adjust my lenses before trying to shoot. 
When I was on the island, I was not very happy. I felt like the only human being ON the island. Ironic really since most people have an “escape to an island” fantasy but I feel confidant in saying that that fantasy clearly results from the fact that you have never actually been in that situation. 
Being isolated in an isolating place is a crazy experience. It is the shit epic novels about mental breakdowns are made of or in my case, 1,000 photographs of clouds…many out of focus.

I keep going back into my archives and randomly selecting photos I took while on the island to grade and post here.

I probably have close to 1,000 pictures? Probably.  Most of them are terrible…out of focus, poorly framed or the lens is steamed over from the humidity because I kept forgetting to climate adjust my lenses before trying to shoot. 

When I was on the island, I was not very happy. I felt like the only human being ON the island. Ironic really since most people have an “escape to an island” fantasy but I feel confidant in saying that that fantasy clearly results from the fact that you have never actually been in that situation

Being isolated in an isolating place is a crazy experience. It is the shit epic novels about mental breakdowns are made of or in my case, 1,000 photographs of clouds…many out of focus.

PLAID at The Roxy.

July 6, 2014

if I make you angry you are not longer doubtful
if I make you happy you are not longer doubtful
what’s wrong with doubt

if I make you angry you are not longer doubtful

if I make you happy you are not longer doubtful

what’s wrong with doubt