I'm Running but Going Nowhere

I'm Running but Going Nowhere

Tickle Me Pink...Ms. Nicky

Lucy van Pelt in Peanuts...Miss. V

So I've been working on shoots with my models Miss. V and Miss Nicky and it's been a ride. I have, like 4 more shoots, but I know I can do it! So, here's a little something to keep jonesing the fix.

So, as I was blow drying my hair this morning I ended up falling asleep under it. I'm getting old.

Fuck You Time!

Dear Time,
     As much as it seems, there is never enough of you. I try to do all that I can yet I'm coming up short. I can't wait for the week. Wednesday I have a shoot with Miss Nicky and it's going to ab fab! Now, if everything else comes  together, I'd greatly appreciate it! Thank you!

Thank You Pecker!

     Finally, she shows us a great movie! We watched the film Pecker by iconic film director John Waters. I love this movie!  I remember I saw this film when I was probably about six and didn't really understand it but the thing was was that I liked it. It wasn't until recent years that I found out what the movie was and grew an appreation for it.
     Yeah, there's lines in there that are a bit corny and the music is really off in a different world, but it's the message that Waters portrays that makes me love this film so much. This year when Hollywood Video closed down, I grabbed a duel copy of Pecker and Hairspray and watched it over the summer. People who were upset with movie needs to look past the materialisitc things and see what he puts on the screen as art. And if you don't get it, well....then you just don't get it.
     One thing that I am going to try after seeing this movie is throwing away my camera lens. Okay, not actually thowing it away, but leaving the lens off at all times. That way I don't miss anything and can just shoot!

Dick-Tech

Just Fuckin Say, "This is my photo, have a drink and let's talk some shit!"

 

As requested by my photo instructor, class was held in the gallery at U.O.P. so we all could take a look at artist/professor Jennifer Little's work. I walked around, mumbling bullshit under my breath as I usually do because that's what I do- I talk shit about other people's work. Ms. Little's show was broken into two parts I title "Tourists" and "Bridges."

      I understand her theme, sightseeing. But that doesn’t mean I nor any other sane person wants to see your vacation photo album. She had a little too much going on and should have stayed focused. For example, she had pictures of people taking pictures. Cool...go with that.  I actually dig that because it's kind of looking at an ongoing reflection. But then there were other pictures that had people shopping in the gift shops and walking around which totally blew it. Out of all the pictures that had to do with this theme there was really only one that I could enjoy. It had a bunch of men holding their cameras as they were standing on this rock taking pictures. If you glance at it, you see men standing on a rock taking pictures. But then off to the side, you see a midget pointing his finger. A midget made the picture more interesting...a midget is all it took for me to say, "Now that picture is good." We know little people exist; we just don't see them every day. I think that's why I have such respect for that shot. The picture that could have had potential was the shot of the lady’s face staring right into the camera as a glow rose from the bottom. The lady's tobacco and alcohol look of ugliness that ran across her face made the picture but there were tons of people in the background that killed it.
            The second part of her show, “Bridges” was exactly that. Out of the 6 or 7 that she had, there was only one them that I liked....and I have no idea what the hell it was called because I never bother to look at those stupid little name plates, so I call it “Mouse Hole.” The reason why I liked the one I do so much was that it didn't show any kind of depth perception like the others had. Looking at the other photos, you, as the looker, could tell that you were the actual size that you are in real life. But the picture that I'm fond of could make you feel like you were a human size or mouse size peeping through a small hole.
            Her presentation was what it was. I understand that she couldn't spend any more money but she could have done something. I would have preferred it if she staple gunned, duck taped and nailed her pictures at the end of a broomstick off the ceiling because it would have made it more interesting rather than have it feel like looking at snapshots on a fridge door of last summer's road trip.
            With that said, I rest my case.