On Memorial Day I was home in Katonah and had decided I was going to shoot a roll of Kodachrome 64 on at the parade (the results of which can be viewed here: [link] ). However, that was the only roll of film I had on me and I wanted another should I shoot that out and still have parade left. My mother and I scoured the house, or dining room at least, to see if we could dig up any rolls of film. Eventually, my mom pulls out a roll of 100 speed Kodak film. I jump at the opportunity to use that one and bring it with me to the parade.

I ended up shooting the finishing the roll of Kodachrome right as the final salutary shot was fired in front of the Firehouse. I had had the idea during the parade, however, to try and shoot some portraits of some of the Veterans and other military personnel that might be there, so I load up the roll of 100. I didn't get the chance to snap off any portraits, though, because everyone flew out of there pretty quickly.

As I was walking back towards my house with my parents, we passed the St. Mary's school. Enjoying photographing Religious or, at the least, pseudo-religious architecture and statues because of the emotions they can evoke, I told my parents that I was going to go take some pictures and I would meet them back at the house in a little bit. I stopped off there and took a few pictures of a couple of the statues there.

Almost a month later, I didn't really have the event to go shoot out the film anywhere. I hadn't really had the idea or inspiration of what to use the film on. My friend and roommate Matt says that he and another of our friends were going to go location scouting for their senior project. One of the most important scenes in the they will be producing takes place at a cemetery. I enjoy seeing the range of gravestones, statues and statuettes that reside in cemetery's, it's really quite nice, so I said that I was going to tag along and finish out the roll. I figured that keeping all the pictures on this roll under a certain theme was ultimately a cool idea.

So we went, and I finished shooting out my roll of film while at the cemetery. Once we returned, I went to CVS with Darren, another of my roommates, to drop off the film we shot during the day. About an hour later we returned to pick the film up.

I get my prints first and begin to look through them in the store as has become habit since I have had problems with these places around here before. The first picture is great, and if it is any indication of what is to come, I am incredibly happy. I flip to the next picture and it's not what I had taken. At first I thought it was someone else's picture, but looking at it realize my picture is in there, but there is another, certainly not one of mine, printed on top of it. As I look to the next picture, which is similar, I begin to say something to the lady that just rang me up. The picture I'm looking at has a flat bed with a car on it, with a slight overlay of one of my pictures on it. In my mind, no correlation to my life and any of the content has been made. A picture or two later, it clicked in.

I stopped on one of the pictures a bit longer than the few before it and noticed something. My immediate thought was something along the lines of "Holy shit, is that my [maternal] grandmother?!" (For those who don't know, my grandmother died in 2006.) Her back is the camera, but I'm almost positive. I flip to the next picture, where she is facing the camera and out comes the "Holy shit, it is! " It then clicks that the pictures are of her old 1981 Chevette being towed away; at least 11 years ago.

One of the pictures I took today was of a cross that was made out of metal piping and planted by a gravestone. That happened to be overlayed on that first picture of my grandmother facing the camera in such a way that she is standing right next to and below it. In such a way, it is really quite powerful. There are other pictures from the batch which, though not quite so literal and real. have similarly powerful interpretations. They will be posted soon to follow.

My first thought was that this was a roll my mom had never gotten developed. After looking at more pictures, I realized that it was an undeveloped roll of my grandma's boyfriend. I remember that he had a manual rewind camera, which makes sense as to why there was a tail of film sticking out of it in such a way that it looked like it had not been yet shot.

It's really quite amazing and, as I said, some of the pictures are pretty amazing. How strange, I thought, that the roll I decided to reserve for graven images ends up being double exposed on my grandmother.

Some pictures from this roll will soon be posted and linked.