I have only done specifically creepy shots for Halloween a small number of times. I’m not good with the deadlines the surround holiday-themed photography because I can’t get in the mood until we’re right up on the holiday and then there’s no way in hell I’m going to be able to edit in time for the photos not to be all sad and pathetic and late, so often it just doesn’t happen. But every so often, I get lucky. This year, the luck, dammit!
I am genuinely sad about Code Black going off of the air. I was able to handle it when it was first announced, but now that we’ve seen the finale I’m stuck in a weird, sad pseudo-state of disbelief…
Certain places speak more than others. Some have older souls than others. Sometimes it feels like you’re discovering somewhere that no one’s ever been before, and sometimes though it is more than obvious that several hundred thousand people or more have traversed these very grounds before you, you still feel new in your own two feet (even if you’re not on the ground upon which you tread). All of these places have stories to tell — some stories were written by the people who found them, some stories were written by the history of the land itself, and some came to be as time kept and keeps moving forward.
The first voyage outside of the studio with the infamous circle, and my first meet & greet in over 9 years. I wasn’t sure how this was going to go, but I ended up coming away with at least one shot that I really dug.
A week and a half ago I went up to New England — my old stomping ground from college — revisited some places, visited some new places, did a lot of thinking.
In 1992 I took ballet at a little studio in Maryland, and at the end of the year we had a recital. Nearly everyone who was born in the 1980s experienced this first-hand at least once in their lives so you’d think that 30 years later tracking down something like the name of one of … Read More
This is one of my absolute favorite creations with one of my absolute favorite models. It’s hard to go wrong with her… and, you know, 100 hours of Photoshop.
Regardless of anything else that transpired in the process, my daughter is registered for kindergarten in the Fall! Wahoo! Mommy’s getting a very small portion of her life back in a few months — super exciting. Of course, I’m going to have to fight for it — from the very beginning. What else is new?
Star Wars cosplay photography with Brandon Turner on Star Wars Day… may the fourth be with you. Or something like that.
I was super excited when my 4 year old woke up dry this morning, if for no other reason but the idea of getting to take a day off from doing laundry. Wahoo! Unfortunately…
“You may be the pro, Joe. But I know who you really are and you’re all fucked up.” Meet Joe Black
Hello 35 — we meet at last. I always knew this day would come, and now that it has, I am kind of… bummed. I feel like it’s not possible — it’s too early for me to be thirty-five, it is just too freaking soon. Way too freaking soon. Yes, thirty five years is thirty five years — it doesn’t come later or any earlier for different people. And no, it’s not a villain who is coming for you… but damn, it sure does feel that way.
I want my car back, dammit!! Sigh… insurance companies have no sense of freaking urgency. I just want to say that I am beginning to lose my patience with this car thing…