when i finally made it to andrew pearce’s house, i was so glad i recognized him. i had only seen him once–as the bartender of the marriot in bloomington where i stayed just once. but he smiles like nobody’s business and that’s how you know it’s andrew. he invited me in for a cup of tea to brace ourselves for the afternoon’s business–a photo shoot at a trainyard. in his kitchen i found this. . .
later today, i will post the pictures from the tracks, a video of me drawing fishnets on the cutest gal in all of bloomington indiana and then . . . one more mystery facebook friend experience!