Armed with an arsenal of random props we picked up on our way, we trekked out into the desert. One car following another. The cityscape slowly turned to crops and hay. We parked on a dirt road and snuck through the land to the spot. A spot designated by the leader of the group. The one with the plan. The vision. The camera. And this is the result. A random night out with dear friends. Six years later, it’s still one of my favorites.
The early works of Alex Sanchez
Photo credit: Alex Sanchez
Until next time,