my time

lately i've been photographing concerts for the label for which i work (and for which i start full time in june! yay me!). it's an incredible amount of fun; however, during these shows the art sk00ler in me is also tempted to point the camera elsewhere. these are some outtakes that i enjoy.

death by camera

the heat was unbearable. i was walking out onto my third floor balcony, gingerly peering to see if the pool had emptied so i could take my midday dip, when i saw him. six foot four, bleached blonde boiling lobster of a man sprawled out beside the pool. he wasn't dead, but he wasn't aware either, thanks to the earbuds planted in his ear. i crept back into my apartment and grabbed my polaroid. the camera clicked loudly, and i ran back before he could raise his head and see me, clutching the piece of developing film, victorious.

been thinkin about _________

the real reason why i want so badly to develop my film from mexico is because one of the rolls contains an image of an ex-lover sleeping, which was then fogged when my camera fell to the ground and the plastic back cracked open. fate. regardless, if any part of that image survives, i have no doubt that it will become one of my treasured possessions. an unhealthy obsession with sleepers is one of the few things that clay aiken and i possess in common. however, even if i weren't invisible, i would still totally watch you in your room.