A Thursday, August 2017 // One of my favorite spots in my hometown is an old diner from the '50s or '60s. Back then it was a stop for truckers coming down the Berlin Turnpike on their way to New York or wherever. The neon pink sign and teal booths haven't changed much, even though I guess the diner is now considered to be some kind of "vintage."
On Sunday mornings its hard to find a booth in the place, so I opt to go late at night with one of my friends on a weekday. Talking about life and such isn't meant for daytime anyways.
On the classic diner side, there's a counter with seats and jukeboxes at every table. The songs range from James Taylor and Elton John to Lady GaGa. A weird soundtrack I suppose, but it hardly ever plays. Let's be real, those jukeboxes probably haven't seen a coin in years, but it wouldn't quite be the same without them.
Most trips I get a plate of home fries. Yes, just home fries. The waiters don't question it, at this point they just expect it. But this time around I order an aesthetically pleasing strawberry milkshake. I'm here to collaborate with Tessa Woods, a photographer and student at SVA in New York City.
I've always been a fan of Tessa's photography because it is perfectly candid. Capturing friends, nature or protests in exact moments that make them a vision; finding inspiration in cityscapes as well as mountains; and creating photos with a sense of art, not just a sense of how the camera works. You rock for these photos Tessa; thank you, thank you, thank you! You can check out her work and get information on shoots at www.tessawoodsphoto.com or on her Facebook page. Or give her a follow on Instagram and see what she's creating: @tessawoodsphoto and @tessawoods_.
I have a lot of love for the following shoot. Besides it taking place at the diner, it captures something incredibly uncomfortable yet sweet for me. I've often felt that I was born in the wrong generation - finding just as much happiness lately in Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers, Bob Dylan and stories of Georgia O'Keefe in late 1940s Santa Fe as I do in the contemporary things like Instagram, the benefits of eating kale, Kanye drama and reruns on Netflix. It leaves me feeling somewhat like an outsider in the every day, but appreciative because I'm suddenly left with a world much larger to explore. A sweet disposition of strawberry milkshakes meeting street style.
Love always, Marisa