It's Noirsville, a visually oriented blog celebrating the vast and varied sources of inspiration, all of the resulting output, and all of the creative reflections back, of a particular style/tool of film making used in certain film/plot sequences or for a films entirety that conveyed claustrophobia, alienation, obsession, and events spiraling out of control, that came to fruition in the roughly the period of the last two and a half decades of B&W film.
That last pic I didn't expect. But it reminded me of when i joined a friend on a truck ride from San Francisco to Tahoe to work on a guy's house. My work boots were still on the flat truck rear bumper when we got there. 200 miles.
Yea I left a pair of sandals on the cowl of my truck on the passenger side (they were just out of sight while putting some stuff in on the passenger seat) right by the whippers on a trip to NYC only one was left by the time I got to where I was going.
That last pic I didn't expect. But it reminded me of when i joined a friend on a truck ride from San Francisco to Tahoe to work on a guy's house. My work boots were still on the flat truck rear bumper when we got there. 200 miles.
ReplyDeleteYea I left a pair of sandals on the cowl of my truck on the passenger side (they were just out of sight while putting some stuff in on the passenger seat) right by the whippers on a trip to NYC only one was left by the time I got to where I was going.
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