While I was working at Suzuki in 1979, a few motocross team mechanics asked if I would shoot photos of them with their riders’ bikes on the grass in front of the Suzuki pagoda in Santa fe Springs. When the slides came back from the lab, they were pitch black. I had totally screwed up the exposure. I was tempted to throw them away but for some reason, I held on to them.
The slides popped up again recently so I sent them to my pal Pat Carrigan. If there was anybody who could extract anything out of the blackness, it was Pat. “You gotta be kidding me,” Pat said after looking at the black squares. “I’ll see what I can get of out of this, but no promises.”
The man is a miracle worker. How he got anything from the darkness is a triumph of Pat’s skill. Here are the shots that I never thought would see the light of day.