It was a summer in the late and upper nineties when we were both in our twenties. Large sheets of thick white paper lay on concrete. Charcoal and cigarettes in the warmth of a Mississippi sun. I wanted to capture it, hold on, so I bought the best camera I could. A yellow filter for black and whites because even at the time it felt nostalgic. Like one day we would look back onto that day and realize how great it was.