Last week I have heard of Kodak going under. In my mind nothing represented Kodak better than their Kodachrome
films with their vivid colors very fine grain and remarkable longevity in maintaining their colors for decades. I remembered that at one point in L.A, I was shooting the hard to find and develop Kodachrome 64 in a 120 (6x6) format. I found a roll that I took in Pine Mountain one of the most remarkable spots in Southern California with its ridge at elevation of 6,650 feet or 2,026 meters. The long drive on the scenic Highway 33 made it secluded on most weekdays and full of snow in the winter. As I looked at the transparencies, I reflected that maybe with the end of Kodak so is the end romanticism in photography. There is no doubt in my mind that Cezanne would have found the pine trees and the rocks here most inspiring.