Every time I drive out towards Palm Springs, I try to take a decent photo of these windmills. There are a ton of them littering the valley, and both Saturday and Sunday of last weekend they were spinning like crazy. Well, like crazy for the big hulking structures that they are.
One of these days I’m going to have to try to take a tour or something. I’m a tad bit obsessed with them, but at the same time, they give me this eerie feeling. I like the stark white utilitarian design, but, as Kelly pointed out, if there was some sort of nuclear holocaust and all the people disappeared, they’d still be there, forever turning.
“Like,” I pointed out, “a modern day version of the Easter Island statues?”
This photo was shot with my Holga, modded to fit 35mm film (instead of the usual 120 size). A tutorial on how to do it can be found here.