My Baby Just Cares For Me...

And I just care for my baby.

The final post of 2008 - ushering in 2009 - is a valentine to my lady.

To S, with love x

Some More Charlie.

A Bit of a Charlie.

Beverly Hills Santa...

It's true that Beverly Hills is disproportionately Jewish, as well as being one of the wealthiest city's, per capita, in the world. So shouldn't Santa be elsewhere, come to think of it? I'm just asking...

A Christmas Card From Los Angeles

Call Me Misty.

More Past Lives.

Jenine was a cocktail waitress in a Hollywood bar. Anna was Norwegian, in Hollywood for wholly unoriginal reasons (not least, unoriginal for a pretty girl). Jenine was offered a modeling opportunity at two agencies based on my photographs of her. I set up appointments for her and she didn't show up on three separate occasions. Neither of us profited then.

This was an accidental photograph,. Anna was holding a reflector for me. I told her to put the reflector down, hold on to Jenine a moment. Snap. I've always liked this image, and I took a lot of trouble printing it (its a poor quality scan). It was taken in a back alley near Sunset Blvd and La Brea Ave during a previous life.

The Birds.

There's a lot of them...four blocks worth of this.

Birdwatch 2

The Birds - they're coming...

(Side note - the pic below this one is a decent shot I think, but it loses some of its power when viewed next to this one. Point being, I suppose, that picture placement is an underrated art...something to consider at your next gallery show)

Hitchcock Was A Friend Of Mine

Part 1 in a series of bird images taken in downtown Austin.

The Missing Girl.

Having been born and raised in England's industrial north-west, my aesthetic is always pulled towards industrial images. For a long time I would compose images such as this, except that the image would often contain a woman too - my perspective on fashion, on female beauty etc. At the very least, it's the kind of fashion-based photography I aspired to.

Outside, It's America.

Why not?

Signs 3.

Emptiness - 24 hours a day.

Signs 2 : Anthony's

Signs 1.

Classic sign...

Autumn Light, Early Afternoon.

Lake Austin, from Mopac.

Third Eye Blind.

Relapse.

I'm still not sure what's going on with this blog, nor the direction it will take. Meanwhile, a couple of pictures presented themselves, so...

Shoe-gazing

The blog's on a mini-hiatus. It needs a shake-up of some sort if it's to continue. It may be that it takes on content, rather than mere images. Either that, or I'll need to re-examine the aesthetic, because it was never supposed to be about bland vaguely pretty pictures, but rather, about a way of thinking and seeing. So for now, I'll go on with the shoe-gazing and await inspiration.

Summer's Over

Well of course it is - it's November after all. But summer leaves late here - and yet in spite of which, it already feels a long way in the past.

Cocktail Lounge. NYC.

It could be anywhere, but of course it's in New York City. Some days you can't help but miss the old girl...not least, having just seen Charlie Kaufmann's Synecdoche, New York .

More Town and Country

Town Lake, Austin.
Yawn.

Mopac

Paint a Pretty Picture

Sometimes I settle for the vaguely pretty, inoffensive image. Here, for example. A return to more creative/provocative fair soon...

End of the road.

I've never seen road-kill like I saw it on the way to Marfa. Every couple of hundred yards, deer, coyote, skunk, armadillo lay traffic-battered by the side of the road. Meanwhile, this is the front of the car rental after the drive back home. Lots of window-shield cleaning along the way, I can tell you that.
This is the last of the Marfa series for now.

Cowboy Laundromat

Dimensions Variable

But is it 'Art?' Gallery wall, Marfa, Tx.
It's easier to read if you click on the image.

Post-Election Thought

The Last Movie Theatre.

Ace - the sequel.

Ace

Detail - but a small part of a bigger picture. More tomorrow.

Brite Building

More from Marfa, Tx.

Dedicated Follower Of Fashion

Autumn in New York usually signifies the appearance of boots on fashion conscious women across the city. This Texas girl is precocious - 78 degrees of desert sunshine, but she's committed to the wet-weather boots. Sometimes style is all.

In Praise of John Ford and the American West

Texas Prairie

Marfa Cars Pt. 2

Marfa Cars Pt 1: Judd-land

It's about the sticker.

Yield - Godbold.

Cloudburst

Blue Skies

Not quite ZZ Top.

Did I say it was a six or seven hour ride? Well, it depends on whether you get a speeding ticket along the way. $140...plus the extra time for driving 'sensibly.' Or at least, legally.

Still, the road that leads to Marfa may be the very road Enzio Ferrari had in mind when he started designing cars...

Marfa, Texas.

So I came to the artist's outpost, Marfa, in West Texas. It was closed. I mean, all of it - the whole town. On Monday and Tuesday, Marfa shuts down completely. Fortunately it's only a SIX-SEVEN HOUR drive from Austin...

Anyway. It didn't stop me taking a few pics. More to follow...

The Information

Breast or thigh?

Dog Envy.

All Virginia Woolf wanted was a room of her own. Me, I want a garden as well as a room. Also a dog. Some books. The rest I may be prepared to forfeit.

Town Lake, Austin.

A Kind of Living

The Many Moods of Stephanie Gutierrez

Allow me to introduce Stephanie Gutierrez...

Stephanie is an actor...

She's also a world-class optimist...

and as I think these images show, an all around delight.

These are a few images from a fun, playful session we worked on in attempts to generate a head-shot.

Unfortunately, my camera battery died an hour into the shoot. What an amateur. Me, obviously. Not Stephanie.