aperture

aperture

first there was alice, my beloved nikon…. she died a swift, nonsensical, parts & defectives death. poor alice. next was tamara. tamara my obstinate camera. she’s fickle and temperate, and likes to hide in unknown pockets, purses and the floor of my...
Say Cheese

Say Cheese

last gig bought momma a new camera. nudity would have paid for photography lessons. renting fur in hopes i’ll osmotically channel a little diane arbus, minus the razor blades. remember, red scares me. fingers crossed lens cap is really just gratuitous...