Sunday, April 5, 2009

Drag Lust - The Unforgiveable Sin

I didn't have time to shoot this weeks theme. I know, I had three weeks, but I did notice a lot of sinning this Friday during a Drag Show in the Underground. The show was unexpectedly hilarious, that is if you can stand sexual and racial exploits used in good comical context and you're not overly weirded out by cross-dressing men constantly adjusting their plumbing and drying the sweat from their foreheads with their implants. If that's not sinning, I don't know what is!

Thursday, April 2, 2009


Of all the information board thingies in the entire building, the photo club's is the least visually appealing by quite a large margin. Am I the only one that feels a little embarrassed by this? I don't know if people pay attention to these or not, but if they do, there's a good chance they get the impression that it's a half-assed club with a small number of disinterested members. Oh, wait...nevermind. It's perfect. Let's just leave it as it is.

Sunday, March 29, 2009


So....being Spring Break and all I originally wanted to pursue the gluttony trail and get some hardcore drinking photo to add...but unfortunately that didn't work out, so I ended up taking a new direction on the path of avaritia (Latin for Greed). I've done similar takes along these lines but not with as much props. Granted....the 20-some-odd dollars in paper and coins in the picture wouldn't make someone greedy on the technical depicts gambling as a greedy "sport". I'm all in.

Seven Deadly Sins

Lust would seem to be a contributing factor to any sexual encounter that involves throwing a condom out of a car window. For some reason I don't imagine a lot of slow and tender, Barry White style love-making sessions take place in the backseat of an automobile. I could be wrong though.

I think I've got a new idea for a marketing slogan that's really gonna help precious gem peddlers move product. This is just off the top of my head, mind you, but I think it's a good start:

Diamonds. Fuck practicality and good sense; buy a really expensive shiny rock to wear on your finger.

Or how about:
If you're poor and can't afford a diamond, you don't really love the women you want to marry.

Seriously though, can someone please explain to me how absurdly expensive rocks became synonymous with love and commitment? "I want to marry you and be with you forever, so I blew three months pay on this thing for your finger." It's just stupid and the fact that this idea has become so ingrained in our culture truly speaks to the extent to which vanity, greed, and gluttony have run amuck.

Monday, March 16, 2009

Sunday, March 15, 2009

This was kind of a last-minute thing and I didn't have much time, and it's obviously low-quality, but it's simply a glass, paper, and some Gatorade. I thought just having a glass might be too plain so I dumped a little bit on the paper before snapping the shot. It's noisy but didn't turn out too too horrible, and the concept fits well.

I snapped this with my little point-and-shoot digital while I was ice fishing up north last weekend. Just some water as we pulled the auger out of one of the holes.

This is an old one but I like it and put it up just for grins. It's a little wave splash from the Gulf of Mexico when I was down in Florida last May. I was at Bonita Beach in Bonita Springs, FL.