HUGE PIC SPAM (run, dialups!)

So last night a good friend of mine who is a photographer (like for real, got a degree in photography and all) sent me an email. We go way back to high school, actually, on through college, we were even roommates in Seattle, where she lives to this day. Anyway, back in the day when she was doing shows with her work, I used to do a lot of art modeling for her. Keep in mind when I say "art modeling" I am drawing a HUGE, UNCROSSABLE line between that and fashion modeling. To be an art model, you don't have to be anorexic, symmetrical and void of personality. You just have to be interesting to the artist. And even though her chosen theme was sort of medieval stuff, we weren't all "OMGz let's pretend we're FAIRIES!" This was her work, and our friends and I were there to help her out. It was also loads of fun.

Well over the years a lot of stuff happened in her life that demanded her attention and she kind of wandered away from her photography projects. I always thought she had a severe creative block that lasted a long time and I always wished she'd someday go back to it. So then last night I get this email from her asking if I could please fly out to Seattle to do this project with her. What she's got in mind is a project based on Yeats's "Stolen Child". I'm so glad she's getting back into this stuff again!

But here's the hilarious part: she says, "You are *the* one to be the fairy!" And she adds, "The poem is gorgeous, especially when sung by Loreena McKinnet!" BWAHA! Which only put me in mind of one particular flake, and I think you know who that is. Okay, let me clear up that this friend of mine is not one of these "OMGz LOREENA MCKINNET I AM TEH FAE!!!111" kind of people. And she's not on LJ so she has no idea who this particular flake even is. I just thought it was so funny that she brought up those two ideas--fairies and this one singer (whom I've never heard)--in the same email.

And sadly, there's no way I could be flying out to Seattle these days anyway; not with all this stuff that's going on and the fact that I have negative money. But it made me miss those days and it inspired me to dig out those old photos and scan them. Holy crap, the stuff I found! And uploaded. And so here we are with a huge pic spam. Fun from the past!

( Yup, this was me as the Lily Maid of Astolat )

( Aaaand as Snow White if you can believe it. )

( Just for the hell of it: TULLE! )

( A window in England. )

( That same window. )

( This is Raven; he was my first boyfriend. We've stayed friends ever since, even if we've lost touch now and then. )

( Raven and I a few years later. )

We got everyone in on projects sometimes.
( My brother Gary. )

( My brother James. )

( Me as Morgan Le Fey. )

( As Ophelia (this is still one of my favorite ones.) )

( With my English professor as Hamlet. )

( Said photographer friend as a demon. )

( Oooold one of Jeremy and I, from high school, I think. )

( Actually I took this one of Jeremy while we were dorking around one day. This was 99 or so. )

( Old one of Jeremy from like 89 ish. )

( Jeremy and his brother Nick; two of my best friends in high school. Jeremy would kill me if he knew I put this up. He's embarrassed because he's too pretty. I tell him, STFU, ho. )

( And Morgan, who had the unfortunate role of Werther, as in The Sorrows Of Young... )

Well, there was a nice little trip into my photographic past. Now it sucks that I have to write to my friend and tell her there's no way--now at least--that I could get out there to do this kind of thing again. I miss it, though.

HUGE PIC SPAM (run, dialups!)

So last night a good friend of mine who is a photographer (like for real, got a degree in photography and all) sent me an email. We go way back to high school, actually, on through college, we were even roommates in Seattle, where she lives to this day. Anyway, back in the day when she was doing shows with her work, I used to do a lot of art modeling for her. Keep in mind when I say "art modeling" I am drawing a HUGE, UNCROSSABLE line between that and fashion modeling. To be an art model, you don't have to be anorexic, symmetrical and void of personality. You just have to be interesting to the artist. And even though her chosen theme was sort of medieval stuff, we weren't all "OMGz let's pretend we're FAIRIES!" This was her work, and our friends and I were there to help her out. It was also loads of fun.

Well over the years a lot of stuff happened in her life that demanded her attention and she kind of wandered away from her photography projects. I always thought she had a severe creative block that lasted a long time and I always wished she'd someday go back to it. So then last night I get this email from her asking if I could please fly out to Seattle to do this project with her. What she's got in mind is a project based on Yeats's "Stolen Child". I'm so glad she's getting back into this stuff again!

But here's the hilarious part: she says, "You are *the* one to be the fairy!" And she adds, "The poem is gorgeous, especially when sung by Loreena McKinnet!" BWAHA! Which only put me in mind of one particular flake, and I think you know who that is. Okay, let me clear up that this friend of mine is not one of these "OMGz LOREENA MCKINNET I AM TEH FAE!!!111" kind of people. And she's not on LJ so she has no idea who this particular flake even is. I just thought it was so funny that she brought up those two ideas--fairies and this one singer (whom I've never heard)--in the same email.

And sadly, there's no way I could be flying out to Seattle these days anyway; not with all this stuff that's going on and the fact that I have negative money. But it made me miss those days and it inspired me to dig out those old photos and scan them. Holy crap, the stuff I found! And uploaded. And so here we are with a huge pic spam. Fun from the past!

( Yup, this was me as the Lily Maid of Astolat )

( Aaaand as Snow White if you can believe it. )

( Just for the hell of it: TULLE! )

( A window in England. )

( That same window. )

( This is Raven; he was my first boyfriend. We've stayed friends ever since, even if we've lost touch now and then. )

( Raven and I a few years later. )

We got everyone in on projects sometimes.
( My brother Gary. )

( My brother James. )

( Me as Morgan Le Fey. )

( As Ophelia (this is still one of my favorite ones.) )

( With my English professor as Hamlet. )

( Said photographer friend as a demon. )

( Oooold one of Jeremy and I, from high school, I think. )

( Actually I took this one of Jeremy while we were dorking around one day. This was 99 or so. )

( Old one of Jeremy from like 89 ish. )

( Jeremy and his brother Nick; two of my best friends in high school. Jeremy would kill me if he knew I put this up. He's embarrassed because he's too pretty. I tell him, STFU, ho. )

( And Morgan, who had the unfortunate role of Werther, as in The Sorrows Of Young... )

Well, there was a nice little trip into my photographic past. Now it sucks that I have to write to my friend and tell her there's no way--now at least--that I could get out there to do this kind of thing again. I miss it, though.

Bacon, Beef and Desire, and some book blather

No Longmire, but...

( The original: )

( Mine: )

I amuse myself. Beef, Bacon and Desire! I'd read it. Shoots, it'd probably be better than my own work. >_>

Anyway, so I wrote some last night, and I wrote a bit more last night. It's not the best, nor even very good, but it's something. If I keep at it, keep writing away, I'll get my mojo back. I'll get back into the world. The only way to do it is to do it, you know, to go there. But I do feel like I'm writin gin a vacuum. That's such a huge part of the problem. Tonight I'm reading book two straight through. You know, I've been afraid of this, afraid of seeing how much it sucks as a whole. But it's really not too terrible. It could use more action and my pacing sucks, as always, but I like my characters.

This is totally random, but I am fiending for soft, fresh chocolate chip cookies. Fiending. To the point where I considered going to the store in my PJs and buying some to bake in the toaster oven. Christ! I want them so badly it hurts.

( Neato bandito quiz. )

Okay, but on a serious note, all of my aloha goes out to everyone in Hawai'i tonight. I hope you guys are all okay, and malama kakou.

Bacon, Beef and Desire, and some book blather

No Longmire, but...

( The original: )

( Mine: )

I amuse myself. Beef, Bacon and Desire! I'd read it. Shoots, it'd probably be better than my own work. >_>

Anyway, so I wrote some last night, and I wrote a bit more last night. It's not the best, nor even very good, but it's something. If I keep at it, keep writing away, I'll get my mojo back. I'll get back into the world. The only way to do it is to do it, you know, to go there. But I do feel like I'm writin gin a vacuum. That's such a huge part of the problem. Tonight I'm reading book two straight through. You know, I've been afraid of this, afraid of seeing how much it sucks as a whole. But it's really not too terrible. It could use more action and my pacing sucks, as always, but I like my characters.

This is totally random, but I am fiending for soft, fresh chocolate chip cookies. Fiending. To the point where I considered going to the store in my PJs and buying some to bake in the toaster oven. Christ! I want them so badly it hurts.

( Neato bandito quiz. )

Okay, but on a serious note, all of my aloha goes out to everyone in Hawai'i tonight. I hope you guys are all okay, and malama kakou.

The evolution of beauty...

The Evolution of Beauty. Watch it again and again, okay?

I'd be in love with this company if they didn't test on animals. But alas, they do, so I can't really support them or buy their products. Still, though, this is an awesome message.

The evolution of beauty...

The Evolution of Beauty. Watch it again and again, okay?

I'd be in love with this company if they didn't test on animals. But alas, they do, so I can't really support them or buy their products. Still, though, this is an awesome message.