This is what life is all about. Seeing what will happen with all the materialistic shit after we leave. Worthless.
There were nice women cleaning floors, enjoying the view, raising kids... All gone. Just vandalized structures with profane words...It's beautiful, but in a totally different way than it was meant to be. Silence.

I wonder if you knew everything...would you still be proud of me?

no one ever stays.

In other news, it's official. I have a fetish for men in uniforms. I even like army/navy guys, although I'm a total pacifist, and don't understand why anyone would join armed forces.

today at work i watched Andrew Blake porn with my boss.
Yay? =)

Abandoned. Shot 350 photos. Liked 50. Many edits coming soon.

I'm Breathing Slow

sex and the city marathon. Hellz yeah

oh, and Sasha Gray is awesome.

meh.

I wnat a vacation. By myself, somewhere totally new....Just to walk around with my camera....and not talk to my family for a bit. I love them, very very much....But sometimes (often) I like my alone time, from people in general.

More demanding of myself/

I shall start my book this weekend.

100th post woot woot

New Lamp

Today I discovered Nikki S Lee. Cindy Sherman concepts, brought to modern life by an asian chameleon.







And while Elinor Carucci's work didn't inpress me the first time I saw it. I am officially in love with her images. So fucking amazing, a constant source of inspiration.

Sims 3

Today my boss was late.

I was thinking....what if a handful of people have the same God? There is no right way to worship him/her, because they don't hear us....Like in Sims 3. I was reading blogs and stories and shit.
I am nice to my sims. Always. I let them live out their lives, give them good traits....Other people experiment on their sims. They burn them, make them homeless, torture them....Makes me worry about the owner's sadistic nature.

Anyway...What if our lives are just like that?

I'm not the first with that thought....But meh....I've always wondered why I'm so fortunate. Yes, my social skills suck, but otherwise...I got an amazing family, and my current employment is very nice, and i get to do what i love....and when i need to get laid, i don't have a problem finding people...friendships are harder...but I'm learning. What if it's just cuz my creator was being nice, and not running an experiment?


oh, and friendly blog readers, please don't hit on me. I try to make art, please respect my personal space and view it as such.

on a separate note. Working here....Damn, I'm glad I love my body. I need exercise for posture and health, but no liposuction, breast augmentation, or any other cosmetic shit. I love my jew nose too.

So!

I'm inspired again. I think I'll shoot some erotic stuff for the book today.
Here is a teaser of a single set I already made for it, before my non productive period.

Opinions appreciated. =)




<---- shot today

Inspiration for today:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/28141759@N04/sets/72157611374666599/

Done being sick....I think

I am feeling a little better.
Working 2 jobs this summer. Both in design. My major...Not confident at all....But hey, my grades are good, I got pretty nice jobs, one pays, one is at an amazing place. I gotta admit, I'm sorta happy. I have a romantic interest......damn, this summer will be fucking mind blowing.

I am working on putting together a coherent collection of erotic self portraits. Hopefully to be put into a book form, and published on blurb. It will be an amazing exercise both as designer and a photographer...My writing will find a way there too.... My poems haven't been featured here much....But I did write....I cna pick it up again. I want this book to be full of content that is interesting both, visually and mentally.

Here is a poem sample

It rained and my hair smells of smoke.
I feel the air, dense and humid...
knit sweater, jeans, black high heeled boots
against my skin, restricting movement.

Gaze down, hair covers face
blue plastic lighter, hold in fingers
a lungful breath, yet on my tongue
Your cigarette's aroma lingers...

A snapshot photo, grainy film
I am a part of your collection.
It hurts to think, but I just know
Soon I'll become one of your X's.


and an old photo just to keep things going