Kenneth Kopp

Gallery: Dry

I found Jaye on the top floor of the Inn, lights out, writing to her parents.
   
This church moved me. I had to run deep into someone's vinyard to shoot it.
   
One of my rabbits in the cat furniture.
     
  
James plays bass guitar in L.A. He loves the hills but doesn't get there much. This shot tells you about the best in him.
   
A fleet of nine scooters at the launch ramp, like motorcycles lined up at the start of a road race.
   
Three friends, walking under the speed limit.
     
  
The main road into the park passes through this tunnel. I love the glow.
   
Local band rocking it up in a small bar / restaurant.
   
Jaye writing to a friend. Hot summer day, cool in the shade.
     
  
Tablas Creek Winery - this is the sign at their front door.