Friday, July 13, 2012


Alexis Mire just added me on Facebook. Huge inspiration to many people including myself. I lost my breathe for a second there. Phew. Okay, composed. Now, to muster up the courage to ask her for a photoventure.

Fresh Start

Our landlord has yet to come by and fix our a/c, but luckily a friend happened to have two window air conditioning box jimmies, and viola! Fresh, cool air now fills my room. No more itchy and sweaty nights, praise the lord.

I do still want my home a/c fixed, it's touch screen and makes my mornings happier. Speaking of which I have to wake up my lover and go do laundry. These photos concluded the last night I have with this T1i before I upgrade to the T2i. Or hopefully the 5D, if I shop smart. Cross your fingers for me. I will miss this camera though. It's been with me for 3 years, and now it's going off to Nigeria. Farewell, friend. I hope you capture great things over there.

I think the female body as the most gracious existence on earth. So, I photograph it often. I would like to use models instead of myself. I'm better behind the camera. :'(

I had only just a couple portraits in this batch I thought were post worthy, which sucks cause when my camera sold, it completely caught me off guard! It sold so fast, it wasn't even listed on ebay for a whole 24 hours. So, this is what I came up with for my last night with it. My lover and I were supposed to get up super early and take some last minute good bye/good morning pictures before I send this bad boy away, but we stayed up all night watching Game of Thrones after our little shoot. Even though he's seen me handle my T1i for 3 years, my lover isn't very experienced with my camera. But, I'm glad he helped me out for these last pics, since he always complains the process of picture taking is too long and he's highly impatient. I love him, though, and hopefully I could get him to love photography by the end of this season as much as I adore it. Who knows. We'll see. *snort, spit* Enjoy.

The lens was smudgy on this one and it bothers me a lot. D:< I love everything else about it though. Oh, well.

Tuesday, July 10, 2012


It is incredibly hot today; all day. I can't even keep still or I'll melt to a pile of nasty, sweaty goo. So, I took a few self portraits, all the while keeping cool. I also got rid of my shirt. I'm sorry, but it's much to hot to even have pants on, let alone a shirt. I literally stayed up all night doing these just cause it's that hot. Too uncomfortable for sleeping. I've been wetting my hair here and there through out the day. I thank myself constantly everyday for the brilliant haircut idea. I haven't fainted from the heat yet this summer! That's a very good sign. Well, more self portrait therapy soon hopefully. I'm so infatuated with my lover since he's been back, all I want to do is lie in bed and do nothing. Being able to appreciate each others' company and silence is such a relaxing trait we share. Not looking forward to hotter days. Enjoy.

Monday, July 9, 2012


Its the next day since his flight landed yesterday at 11 p.m., but my lover is finally back from Las Vegas - and what a surprise! Goes from having a gnarly beard, to clean and classic shave with a vintage-style haircut. I think he looks ridiculously smooth, and I love it, but he thinks he looks goofy. Well, I'll let you decide. But, I'll be sure to take more pictures of this new look soon. I'm so fascinated!! I love him so much. :) I took several photos, but was really only happen with like 2 or 3 shots. He took a disposable camera with him that we're going to develop tomorrow. Film photos of Fremont Street and etc soon!!

Tuesday, July 3, 2012

The Miscarriage

i'm doing this series for personal reasons. i'm always inspired by my past, so i thought why not bring that into my art? i've been in an artist block for a while now - i blame it on the stress with the new home, bills, no job. i'm positive my life will get better, but i believe sometimes you have to take a step back to move forward. i've had this idea in my mind for a while, especially this one (not like i could get it out of my head; this memory haunts me everyday). it's more like something you could get over, but it sticks around for the rest of your life. this particular memory, though, occurred when i was only fourteen. the process was involuntary, but it knocked me up. and despite it's something i don't like to duel upon often, i was happy. i thought, 'here i have a living mini-me growing in my belly.. and it's going to be a daily part of my life.' i was so excited even though i hated its' father. unfortunately, i lost it in an aggressive fight with that former love and he ended up kicking me down my own stairs that summer of '06. i never felt pain like the one i felt that day. so i tried to portray it in this photo. it means a lot to me, this bit of my history, but not in a morbid way. that day was the turning point in my life. as i sat there and looked at the little guy on the bottom of my toilet, i couldn't help but feel peace. for both of us. my life has never been the same since. whatever feelings this stirs within you, i hope you meditate and learn from it. thank you.