This past week I’ve been in residence at Dischord house in Arlington, VA., spending about 12 hours a day scanning my old negatives.
I could’ve found a suitable scanner in Pittsburgh, but it seemed more fitting to go back here, to the source, or one of them. Unlike so many DC punk landmarks, Dischord house is still there, looking much the same as when I first saw it in 1981 or 2. There’s something really wonderful about that.
I won’t finish scanning all my negatives on this trip; I’ve got one more notebook to do, plus some odds and ends that didn’t scan well.