No, it wasn’t me –that body-bending bout of diarrhea wouldn’t bludgeon me until the following day. It was my friend Breyer’s stomach problems that forced her out of bed and onto this canvas of orange and gold. I will forever remain thankful that she woke me and made me come outside.
El Salvador in the 1980s was violent and tragic, the inspiration behind Rocket Launcher. That morning was peaceful and alive, with the slightest drizzle falling on the fishermen setting off into the bay. Like tears of cleansing rain. I haven’t experienced such a collision of color and emotion since.
More about the photo: this is a scan of a 4×6 (10x15cm) print. The negative is trashed but I still have it. I’ve got perhaps a dozen 4×6 prints and two 8x10s (20x30cm) stored away.