In late 2019, these photos suddenly resurfaced in a box in the attic. They’re prints from a roll of black-&-white film dating to, I think, 1992, and they’re a quirky batch. I no longer remember taking them, although I definitely remember that I did indeed take them, if that makes any sense.
The last photo is of a shack that stood next to Route 101 between San Jose and Morgan Hill. Buyer frustration with the cost of housing in Silicon Valley dates back at least to the early 1990s and, indeed, back to the 1980s and 70s. Here, in 1992, the median price of $200,000 for a typical house (a liveable one, not this shack) was considered exorbitant. That price now seems quaint. If the shack were standing today, “200 K” would be crossed out and “1.2 M” would be painted above.
Tricia on rocky beach captured Tricia, who, while looking down, was probably guiding her toddler Sarah as they walked, I’m guessing from the time and context.
I’ve no clue who the girl is in Girl discarded on sidewalk. It was just a scrap of photo dropped on a pavement somewhere random in the big city. How carefully do we decide to toss away people?