Thursday, September 30, 2010

therese poses with her bike

here is therese posing with her bike in gimmelwald. this was shot with the olympus trip 35 that i bought at the flea market on a whim. she's so cute -- just like a little kid. not a technically good photo by any means, but fuggit.

Friday, September 24, 2010

got on the plane, landed in ohio, looking for a job, and in october, SHOOTING A WEDDING AND ENGAGEMENT SESSION FOR A HUNDRED DOLLARS NOT INCLUDING PRINTS. WHICH IS SOMETHING I HAVENT EVER DONE AND DONT REALLY KNOW HOW TO DO.

"that's a hunnerd dollars cashmunny," my dad said.

spacemonsterflower

burned the last of my cashmunny on a camera. havent had much of a chance to shoot beyond the roses in my parent's backyard, but everything in due course.

as i'm writing this blog in starbucks (because we dont have internet yet), a pair of wedding photographers sits down next to me with some clients. they talk, begin to exit, and i jump on them, babbling. iammovedfromcaliforniaandthisiswhati'mdoingdoyouneedhelptakemetakemehelphelphelp!!

they say they need an assistant. i give them my contact info. i dont know who they are, or if they're any good. but they're people.

everything in due course.

Friday, September 10, 2010

i will not be the overweight bulldyke; i will not be the pleasant middle-class white woman. my mind is a weapon, my body is a weapon. moving across the country and all i want to put in the suitcase are silky scarves, black skirts, prokofiev and collections of haiku. everything that is cotton, round, soft -- no. should i wear aggressive red lipstick? cut my hair short and bleach it white? should i make a muumuu out of used bike tubing and sleigh bells?

jesus, a revolution. at least for this afternoon.


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google aggressive photography and i get this:



NONONO.



but MARY ELLEN MARK, fuck me ragged.





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i want throwing knives to come out of the end of my fingers and poisonous hackles to rise on my back and my hair to smolder at its tips and my lips to be radioactive and everything risky, everything horrible, and everything ferociously beautiful.


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in california the sky is massive and low to the ground. the air is slow and heavy.
i am taller and stronger. i am moving to ohio to commit a crime of passion.

burn the scaffolding! love only ferociously! go!
"Well, she's Lady Gaga. She's not 'Lady Behave Yourself.' Do you want great behavior from a person named Gaga? Is this what you were expecting?" -- chris rock




i need a new name. stat.