I’ve spent the past two weekends away and suddenly have an overabundance of images to shove your way, before they recess into the Flickr void. As I shake the last bits of sand from my hair and photos from this weekend download, here are some favorites from the most recent San Francisco excursion, all clickable for embiggening. First, a tiny dog I met in Berkley. His name is Punk Rock, though we may never know why. Stopped briefly at its …
Complied my best photos HERE. Considering making some available as prints. Will make a separate “pictures of girls” set, as time allows.
Are here. Animated gif by Leandro Damasceno.
For the past year or so I’ve been professionally photographing naked ladies. It’s been a rewarding adventure – I’ve learned my way around the girl geometry and can now capture its best assets with laser precision. My subjects have been nymphets, goddesses, warriors. However, sometimes, they’re just filthy harpies.
The wind is making me uneasy again. It’s not anything specific so much as a general sense of unrest. A hyper-awareness, sensitivity verging on anxiety. It’s not the accident, either – this actually started weeks prior. Something’s brewing, bubbling to the surface. The wind tastes like smoke, jasmine and electricity.
This photo I took of Mikeee, a friend of over 10 years [crazy, I know] appears to be featured on Genderfork today, here.
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*Finished “Facesquish” but it needs varnish, still. Photos later Friend’s place, helping with design homework.
Afternoon tea in company of wonderful women at the lavish Arium. The talented and worldly Lisa Mei kindly switched cups with me – I wanted blue roses. I hope to see them all again soon. Then it was off to Element to hang my paintings. As you can see I was very sleepy from the previous night’s festivities. After, we headed out for ramen, walking through colorful neighborhoods of Greenwich Village. One of my favorite walks in recent history. Then …
It appears I have no time for much beyond photo-blurbs , so the rest of my New York trip is a tale in pictures. To recap – by this point in the night we left Molly’s opening, stood outside Heath Ledger’s building and went on to the first night of Dances of Vice. There was a puppet show There was singing by the beautiful Nicki Jaine My dress held only by strategically applied rubber cement. Lucas wore a fancy coat …
Monday. Drinking coffee ground with new grinding mill, eating a self-made red velvet cupcake and making plans. To commemorate, here is Vee’s cat ominously lounging in my wheelchair.
Where we stayed in NYC
It’s 2 am. Moments ago, a large taxi driver handed me a Russian Christian Ministries flier in the elevator of my building. “Please come – Saturday, 11 am.” He seemed to really mean it. After a pause I talked about the churches in Russia, how beautiful they are. He repeated “Please come”. Is nowhere safe? — This prompts a mini Flickr recap of recent days. Not motivated for NYC #2 update, yet. New painting, very early in the process. Oil …
As you might have read for yourselves by the way of Coilhouse, I have the pleasure of participating in the Dances of Vice Festival February 8 and 9. I’ll be showing The Pleiads together for the first time along with a few other pieces, and selling prints, as well. And,