Billiards | Tampa-St. Petersburg | Florida

A photo dug up from the darkroom archives while waiting for Hurricane Irma to pass. Looking at this photo conjures the smell of the darkroom chemicals, the elaborate laboratory like procedures to develop the film and then print from the negative, the hulking industrial enlarger, the red lights, all the time and effort it took. As for taking the photo, loud music blasting through the stink of stale beer and cigarette smoke. Two opposing experiences crashing together.