Some photos work hard to tap into nostalgia; others seem to offer it up easily. And some linger when the haphazard happenstance builds a certain kind of symmetry.
My memories of the county fair when I was 14 or 15 were brought to the surface when I came across this ‘selfie’ from a day spent shooting at an area fair last summer. Girlfriends and girl friends, kissing but not touching plus a slew of crazy patterns combined into an askew reality only heightened by the cheap mylar siding.
Not sure if the golden ‘rule of thirds’ applies here but this one is still stuck in my head.