Don’t ask me

Don’t ask me if I’m ok.

We’ve all had that moment. When it’s completely and utterly clear we are not ok… and we hear that amusing question…

“are you ok?”

“Oh.. yes…. Just fucking peachy.”

So I had to fake smoke 2 cigarettes for these shots. And… my throat is killing me. Tried not to inhale but sometimes it just happened. But I think the shot was totally worth it – at least I’m amused by it.

Shoot tomorrow. Time for sleep. ~

 

Glowing

So I don’t have a perfectly symmetrical face.
So sue me! =)
I have so many choices with lighting now. So much to experiment with. Truly the best money I have spent in a long time. 2 Soft boxes, back lighting, and 1 reflector.

It’s not the best… but I’m proud.

 

I’m not dead

just changing.