Thirty Five Millimeter | The Quest for Urza's Chalice

As the new year dawned, an eclectic assortment of men, women and goats gathered in the perennial woods of a coastal state to cast old spells, tap kegs, play the corn tossing game, eat mind altering fungi and pretend that they were wizards and shit. Days turned to nights at this camp of casting spells, and the quest eventually ended with a Swede and a guy named Paul playing for the coveted cup. It was a wild fucking weekend, for sure. One that I will remember for the rest of my life. Fortunately, I have these 35mm photographs to remind me of simpler times with better people. 

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