nite life

yeah, there's some crazy crazy nightlife going on in my cottage tonight. i've gotta go in to my 'job' tomorrow, and i'm just relaxing, having already set my hair, and now i'm 'rockin' an intense bag' of pepperidge farm goldfish crackers. and like, i blindy put my hand in, right? and i feel something that definitely doesn't feel like the standard 'fish,' ... like, its flat, round, and has some kind of 'quilted' texture. so like, puzzled, i take a closer look at the front of the bag, and apparently, they're doing some kind of NBA 'march madness' sports tie-in. like its got a picture of some player i've never heard of on the front, named dwayne wade. then, underneath, it proclaims that its got 'basketball shapes' inside. so that explains the mutant round ones. still, they taste 100% the same... and after all, that's what i paid my 2.19 for. so, umm... i love you all, and hopefully the planet will be 'rockin' as per normal.

happy birthday alec guinness

hey, you know i've been watching all three (original)

'star wars' movies lately, so alec guinness has been in my room a lot lately. and its time to wish him happy birthday. to be totally honest, i don't even know if he's still alive, and i don't feel like checking right now. but if he IS still alive, he's turning a crazy 94 years old today. and weirdly, i tried to find a groovy picture of him as obi wan kenobi on the web, but when i typed in that name, i overwhelmingly got shots of ewan mcgregor from the recent flicks. like, the ratio was sort of like, 92 pics of ewan to like, eight shots of alec. and some of those were actually pictures of an action figure or some other kind of collectible statues. so... realizing i wasn't gonna get an 'obi-shot' that was to my liking, i decided to throw in my copy of 'lawrence of arabia' and get a shot of him as the ornate prince feisal. so i did. and here it is. so dig it. (click to enlarge)

happy birthday ali macgraw

you know, i'm really a little surprised ali macgraw never really made it to the solid position of like, 'sex symbol superstar.' i mean, she was in the media a lot in the late 70's when she was making 'love story,' and the fantastic peckinpah chase flick, 'the getaway.' (with my man steve mcqueen.) i mean, yeah... everybody knew who she was around that time, but she never really got to like, 'jane fonda' level. i think she was definitely good enough to be like, taken more seriously than she apparently was. i love her because she's dark and sexy and tough... she can (cinematically) burn serious rubber in a 'muscle car' and fire off a double-barrell shotgun, all the while looking breezy and cool and beautiful. and today, april 1st, is her birthday. and get ready... are you ready for this? today the 'dark girlfriend' turns... 71 (!) years old. so happy birthday, ali. you know i've always got 'your back,' so to speak. so punch it, baby... take a cool, beautiful deep breath and blow out those candles. you rule.

sugarvirgo

man, i'm a little off-track tonight... i thought i had to go in to my little volunteer position in the morning, but i was informed a couple hours after supper that they weren't going to need me until friday. so here i am, up late when i wasn't expecting to be. so i figured i might as well post something. i needed a little splash of color, so i chose this notebook illustration from... wow, several years ago. jean-lucien assembled it out of various cuttings. the 'model' is a young and hot mr. harrison ford, from the francis ford-coppola ...thriller? 'the conversation,' also starring gene hackman in one of his most compelling roles. but in the flick, harrison follows gene around, more or less just to 'eff' with him, it seems. even though its an older one, scanned in on older equipment, i still think its very much worth showcasing. so dig it. and i love you all.

a rare shot

good evening, rebels. so um, what's up? i'm gonna be busy tonight, adding fresh picksh to my new file, so i'm leaving the planet in the appropriately capable hands of these intergalactic warriors! hey, wouldn't it be a scream if you were dating someone who was like, '...i have no idea who these people are.' anyway, i'm sure you recognize them as hot young luke skywalker, the feisty and lip-glossy no-bra princess leia, hairy-and-scary chewbacca, and last but never ever least, that butch, sexy, scruffy-lookin' 'scoundrel-slash-pirate' himself, han solo. hey, how come the droids weren't invited to this little photo shoot? maybe they've bribed C-3P0 to take the shots himself, in exchange for some 'sex in the city' dvds. (?) i dig this shot, because its a rare pose... i mean, i don't think i've ever seen it before. and plus, i've been rolling all three of the original movies these days. (...yes, including 'jedi.') they all make me feel cozy... like i'm gonna be getting pizza and capri suns later, when we hang out with our cool male cousins and play the atari 2600. ahhhh, those nights. anyway, i'm gonna have more later in the week, i guess. until then, i love you all, and... (am i really gonna say it?) ...may the force be with you.

playing the game

so um, listen up. i've got to start a new picture file tonight... an operation that will require most of my attention until i 'get sleepy.' so, as a place marker, please dig on this emerald 60's playboy magazine cover that i don't think i've posted yet. i'm not really a big football fan, but i AM-IS a big fan of sexy, sexy girls baring it and playfully sharing it with the cameras. honestly girls, you're the best, and the coolest to let the rest of the world peek in on your sexiness. in all honesty, i wasn't born yet in 1967, and i don't think i've ever owned this particular edition. unless, of course, i had an issue with the cover ripped off. but the girl is cute, no? she looks good in the big guy's jersey... but hey, you know i'll bet she looks better out of it. so um, i send my love to all of you out there, and i hope to have more for you tomorrow night. peace.

tommy gun

yes, as i mentioned below, i did some screen capturing from david cronenberg's 'naked lunch' last night. and, as i also mentioned, the film stock was extremely

'friendly.' like, the grain almost stuck its tongue down my throat and felt up my breast! sighh... no, seriously though, it was a pleasure to work with such high quality. even the most difficult shots with the hardest lighting proved to be trickable on some level... even if i had to turn them black and white. this shot shows the lovely suited-up ian holm as tom frost. he's sticking up lee to get his typewriter back, i think. hey, as a writer, i can definitely relate. but lucky for me, my 'martinelli' is in my mind. i must've taken a dozen shots of him in this sequence. ian just has one of those faces... even the most miniscule change in expression makes for an altogether different picture. i almost discarded this one of ian baring his teeth, but fortunately, i decided to keep it and trick it, and ultimately, i liked the result. jean-luc might even be able to tell you what line of dialogue he's speaking. he's seen the flick a few dozen times more than me. i allowed myself to get a little bit creative with the color, though. i mean, if you just watch this scene straight from the dvd, it doesn't really look that green at all. but like i said, i'm pleased with the way it came out. oh, and tom... sorry about your beloved martinelli. (click to enlarge)

lunch with julian

yeah, i threw in the collector's edition dvd copy of 'naked lunch' last night and decided to try my luck playing around with it. released in 1991, this david cronenberg 'interpretation' of the william s. burroughs novel has some of the finest film grain i've ever worked with, as far as capturing and tricking goes. i got some excellent shots. like this one, of julian sands as the mincing and clean-cut eve cloquet. he's dabbing his lips with a scarlet napkin during a dinner with bill lee. (paul weller) personally, i've often wondered why julian sands isn't a bigger star than he is. i mean, he's got obvious blonde good looks, and his acting is more than adequate. perhaps its a case of his prettieness working against him. maybe some people don't believe he can be that pretty, and 'legit' at the same time. whilst i was outside smoking earlier, my mind found itself making up a little poem about him. it went something like: '...julian sands, julian sands... on your body, i want to make some sensual demands. you steamed up the screen in the thriller 'warlock,' and in 'room with a view,' you dared to flash your nude balls and cock...' that's more or less as far as i got. anyway, dig this silky capture of miss cloquet. very pretty.