This is the complete 3 part series of 35mm film photos called the California Desert. They are all simple, understated, and imperfect. There's a lot of dust left from an amateur scan, blurring due to a fast moving car and slow shutter speed, and about a dozen other imperfections that professional photographers would set out to hang me for, but that's what I love so much about them. They remind me that it's ok to be imperfect. That there's even beauty in it. These were taken as the sun sank too low for my 30+ year old Minolta camera to handle, so I pushed the film 3 stops to compensate. I fired off 36 shots within 6 minutes--the final 10 photos being a blurry dark mess. They all mean something to me though, even those final 10. They represent the end of an era for me--a fade to black--and the beginning of a new one.