Pro Wedding Photographer for a Day?

L: Jenny & her 54 ford f-1, M: Trailer Park, R: Married Couple

Q: Jenny, what’s the story behind these pictures?

JS: I drove to palm springs (in my 54 ford f-1) to go visit my gf’s parents who lived in that trailer park. we brought old cameras to take pictures way out in the joshua tree national park. we ended up spending all our money and didn’t have enough to buy gas to get us home. her dad, who was kind of an old, goodhearted, spaz (me in my later years) suggested we take pictures of his friend’s wedding that day, we could make 50 dollars and that would afford us to get home, with a little spare money for food. we ended going to goodwill purchasing some used white button up shirts, so we’d look professional and then for a day we became wedding photographers. we ended up getting home and these are a few of the pictures we took as professionals.

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Cruisin for a Bruisin

Q: What makes you a motorcycle enthusiast?

Jenny: “i was born with the obsession for anything with a motor. i would pop open the hood of my dad’s volkswagen and pretend i was working on it when i was around 6 years old. all my cousins had yamaha or husquavarna enduros and they would take me on rides. i was too small to ride myself and i would feel like i was in heaven. i would fall asleep alot while holding onto them, cruising the trails up in northern california. once i was 10 my dad got forced into giving me and my sister 2 minibikes that my uncle made him take. that started the obsession with having my own bike and instantaneously started my rebel attitude. i often got pulled over by cops for riding my minibike on the public roads heading to the local circle k for candy. i also started taking my minibike apart because i wanted it to go faster. been along time since those days, 8 bikes later and many fractured and broken bones, i still ride. i can’t stop.”

Jenny and her Yamaha. Age 11. Summer of '78

Jenny Shimizu loves ferrets, especially Roxyferret

Q: Who is Roxyferret?


Jenny: Roxyferret is my shared petpet. She is a long bodied , cobra-backed, gripped paw ferret, just like me. She taught me how to love, and she taught me that being gentle to the hurt mends hearts and builds trust. She took care of me when I was in bed for 7 months with broken bones and every night she ate exactly 13–17 bits of dried food and that comforted me. She is also illegal in many states and that is dumb.