Helped Jae with a project. She set up everything, including the lighting. I was just a technician releasing the shutter, really.
The Executioness
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
That's a big axe you have
Saturday, September 18, 2010
Saturday, August 21, 2010
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Saturday, August 07, 2010
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Objectified
Jae dumpster-dived this out of the trash for me. She figured it might make a good photo prop.
Wednesday, July 07, 2010
Friday, June 11, 2010
Wednesday, June 09, 2010
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Friday, April 02, 2010
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Saturday, March 13, 2010
I will never complain about child proof lighters again
Another story Jae related to me. She had met these two other mothers at
the park. They each have one child. They arranged a play date, and Jae
took James over to the house of one of the other women. They're all
hanging out, and Jae realizes she hasn't seen James for a minute or two.
She does the panicked, where's my toddler head swivel, and sees the front
door is open. She runs out the front door and finds that Maggie is out
there with her boy. Maggie says James didn't come out that way. Jae
rushes back in and runs up the steps to the second floor. I gathered that
Lee, I think that's the woman whose house they were at, does massage
therapy in a room upstairs, and she must have candles or something. As Jae
got to the top of the stairs, James runs out of this room holding up one of
those long, skinny lighters in each hand, grinning from ear to ear. She
said he looked like a gun fighter with a gun in each hand.
the park. They each have one child. They arranged a play date, and Jae
took James over to the house of one of the other women. They're all
hanging out, and Jae realizes she hasn't seen James for a minute or two.
She does the panicked, where's my toddler head swivel, and sees the front
door is open. She runs out the front door and finds that Maggie is out
there with her boy. Maggie says James didn't come out that way. Jae
rushes back in and runs up the steps to the second floor. I gathered that
Lee, I think that's the woman whose house they were at, does massage
therapy in a room upstairs, and she must have candles or something. As Jae
got to the top of the stairs, James runs out of this room holding up one of
those long, skinny lighters in each hand, grinning from ear to ear. She
said he looked like a gun fighter with a gun in each hand.
I will never complain about the inconvenience of child proof lighters,
again.
Friday, March 12, 2010
Mother May I ...
Jae has been working consistently on training James to be polite. We work
on "Please" and "Thank You," and she's started on "May I..." So the other
day James asked her, "May I lick head please?", and tried to lick her
head.
on "Please" and "Thank You," and she's started on "May I..." So the other
day James asked her, "May I lick head please?", and tried to lick her
head.
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Need a cheap, DIY backdrop
I was taking these photos for Jae, to be used as painting references. She doesn't care about the background, she makes it up later. I suppose I could do that with Photoshop, but its no my style.
So I like my kitchen as a place to take pictures, but I need a backdrop, cheap. I suppose I could tack sheets to the ceiling. Better ideas?
Friday, January 22, 2010
Saturday, January 16, 2010
Friday, January 15, 2010
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
01:365 [01/06/10]
I've been bummed lately that I haven't been making time to take pictures. Being bummed about it wasn't changing anything. Then I saw that Josette was starting a year in pictures. I got inspired. I figure it will mean posting lots of mediocre and crappy pictures, but hopefully it will also result in some good ones. This is NOT going to be a self-portrait 365. Just a picture from each day.
I'm a film guy, so there is some delay between when they are taken and when posted.
Friday, January 08, 2010
Wednesday, January 06, 2010
scribbling
I have been re-writing and re-writing this paragraph from my secret project.
It is raining when I wake. Jewels slide down the window, more beautiful than diamonds, and worthless. I get up feeling sluggish, my mouth full of chalk. I am empty as a cicada's shell. I go to the kitchen and drink two tall glasses of orange juice. It helps. Not enough, but it helps.
Tuesday, January 05, 2010
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