Mandie and I had been meaning to shoot together again for months. Finally got around to it a couple weeks ago. Steph even came with me to do a rare modeling appearance herself. This is what we came up with.
More to come
Day 699 of 365 More.
You know, I’m pretty much just addicted to this whole self-portrait thing. I was talking to my mom the other day about the one day she’s missed, and the thing is, I don’t even know how to NOT take a picture. After 699 days, there’s a lot of days I don’t have ideas and just don’t really feel like it. But honestly, I don’t think I can even sleep through the night if I haven’t taken a picture. It’s just too much a part of my life right now.
I know that sounds like dedication. It’s not really. It’s neurosis. I have a problem. I obsess over certain things. This has become one of them. Just like smoking (ran out of cigarettes hours ago and everything reasonable is closed… I’m working really hard to not go out and buy a pack), working on the comic (new episode yesterday, if you haven’t been checking it out, you should be… cheap plug), nightly orgies with Carmen Electra, Rhianna and Elisha Cuthbert, and chocolate chip cookies.
There are just somethings that I can’t live without.
Wouldn’t it be great if those things were like working out, eating healthy, and solving the energy crisis? Oh well.
Day 661 of 365 More.
This is a story of hope. A very short story because I am watching the game.
I’m not a huge hockey fan (not like football), but I do enjoy it. And when I watch, I root for the Pittsburgh Penguins. As I’ve mentioned in previous recent shots, the Pens are currently in the Stanley Cup Finals. And they haven’t been doing well. in a best of 7 series they are down 3 games to 1. Win or go home.
Tonight, they were down 3-2. The fans were singing victory songs in the final minute. Steph and I were on the edge of our seats just hoping and hoping.
With less than 35 seconds of regulation play, 35 seconds away from a world chamipionship, the Detroit Redwings gave up a goal.
At this very moment, we our now in overtime (took this shot during the break).
Keep hope alive!
It was a rare night at home when I wasn’t overwhelmed with working on Cosmic Hellcats so I decided to spend the evening working on my backlog of photoshoots to edit. This is Leia who posed for the Four of Cups in my tarot deck. I took plenty of extra shots of her, so it’s about time I started posting some.
Day 657 of 365 More.
So, like I said, I got fan art from Helder. It’s posted on the Cosmic Hellcats website so check it out.
Went to my weekly poker game tonight. I’ve been playing really well lately. In fact, tonight I’d say that I played better than anyone else. I had the chip lead pretty much the entire night. And then I lost it all in a series of bad breaks right at the end. So 3 hour of poker and nothing to show for it. *sigh* Somebody up there definitely hates me.
Day 640 of 365 More.
How do you become popular?
That probably sounds funny coming from me. By all rights, I am popular. The funny thing is, I don’t really know how I did it. A bunch of people started reading my blog because presumedly they find my random ranting and raving (ie. being myself) amusing. Even more people follow my flickr stream, presumedly because I’m not an awful photographer and I happen to take a lot of pictures of hot babes. And even more people joined 365 days because, I guess at heart we’re all egotistical narcissists. I wanted all of those things to become popular. But I don’t know that I really did anything, other than kinda build what I wanted to, and what I wanted happened to be the winning formula. Yay, go me.
But then we have my other projects. the 365 podcast gets maybe 200 people watching it every week. Which is nice. Really it is. Don’t get me wrong. But with the amount of work we (and especially Stephen) put into it, you’d kinda wish it was 10 times that. And Cosmic Hellcats is totally consuming my life these days (its why I’m up at 3am yet again) as well as Max’s life and by our estimate, we have MAYBE 50 people checking the site regularly. That’s it. Really, I don’t expect to be rich. It’d be nice. But really, I’m just looking for appreciated right now. It’s a hell of a lot of work for just amusing 50 people. Likely 50 people who are already amused by my blog or 365 anyway.
So what am I missing? How do I pimp the site? We don’t really want to spend money on advertising, per se (at least not yet). But I’d love it if I was sure there was a word of mouth thing going on. But I don’t know how to get that started. Honestly, I don’t really know for sure that anyone is following the storyline at all.
Are you? Does anyone really care or are we just annoying people? And if you like it, have you recommended it to other people?’
What about the podcast? Same thing.
Speaking of the podcast, the reason I look all grainy and gritty here is because the mini-challenge this week is to do textured photos. Here is mine. The texture was taken with a 300mm macro lens. It’s the side of my neighbors stone staircase to his porch. The portrait was taken in my studio.
So anyway… help me out. How do I become popular so I can take over the world?
Day 638 of 365 More.
Spent the day coloring the next episode of Hellcats. It’s not due up til Monday, so I’m ahead of schedule. Woohoo. If I can get Thursday’s episode done tomorrow, I’ll be in really good shape.
After I filmed the 365 Days podcast with Stephen and I tried to figure out what shot to do for today. Steph was watching Law and Order: Criminally Bad Acting. The suspect was a writer. They were looking at his headshot, ad they determined he was an author because of the pic. Why? Because he had his fist under his chin and "all authors do that, it hides the double chin." I thought about it for a moment, and they were actually write. That is totally the classic author pose. So I had my picture for today.
There, I’m a real author now. Now all I have to do is be seduced into a threesome by a homicidal lesbian madame and one of her callgirls and then framed for the murder of the callgirl by said madame and feel so distraught that I hang myself in my cell, after failing to do so twice. God that show is really bad.
Edited a couple Tarot Cards tonight. The first in a long time. Check them out.
Back before I became a comic book author, you know, way back 2 months ago, I used to be a pretty good glamour photographer. At least that’s what they tell me.
While I was working on Hellcats, I’d been kinda neglecting editing shots. Well, that ends tonight. I put together some of these from my shoot with Sarah and Starr a couple weeks ago.
The shoot was Sarah’s idea. Inspired by cheesecake dorm room posters, she wanted to do some artsy sensual lesbianesque playful B&Ws. She also wanted to get Starr into modeling. This is some of what we came up with.
Last week I did a photoshoot with Mandie. She’s got a wonderful look. She just exudes the sweet and charming girl next door vibe. Definitely totally hot, but also completely sweet and unthreatening. So I definitely didn’t want to ruin that when shooting implied nudes of her.
So that was the challenge, feature her sexiness and sensuality but without making her look slutty or blatant. I’m totally pleased with what we came up with.
That should about do it for this set. I still have her tarot card left, but that’s going to take me some more work.