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I try to rarely shoot horror movie imagery - fake blood, monsters, creepy crawlies. It's irresistible sometimes. My main subject matter is people in their underwear alternately stupefied or transmorgified by the very act of having their image taken. That's a hard thing to dramatize! And gore is really inevitable when my girlfriend gets all her special effects gear out because she's working on horror director Zoe Alice's new short film. Here's some photos of Caroline lifecasting Zoe's actor Claire for that and Claire goofing with the slime.    That Beastie Boys line "pulled out a pair of pliers pulled a bullet out of my chest" has been stuck in my head. It's such a great beginning to an all-American tall tale of into the void kleptomania. So I got Caroline to try out a quick bullet wound to mystical results.    We had a date to take photos with Bree and Cat, so we doubled down on this concept. We got pliers and fake bullets and other things the Be...

Jacob & Sam blew through NYC last week hot off a four month coast to coast anti-tour. Anti-tour b/c Jacob is loaded with new CD's and tapes, but there are no shows so there's no audience to buy all that music. They saw aliens in Roswell, massive alligators (crocodiles?) in NOLA, climbed an abandoned rollercoaster, shot arrows into a gated community in Florida, spent too long in Texas. I guess they got America pretty figured out.  We tried out this technique where I leave a camera shutter open too long and everyone holds radio signaled flashes in their non-drinking hand. No one really knows when to pose and the chaos is aggravated by the fact I can never decide what camera to use. Polaroid, 35mm, or digital? Why settle? Eventually we turned on the fog machine and couldn't see anything anyways.  35mm     DIGI   FUJI  

I was surprised when a genuine Gen Z Bowie fan enthusiastically recommended I check out his 1995 album Outside . Very surprised that anyone wants to chat about Bowie beyond the monumental 1973-83 run. Why though? Not that long ago I was a teenager fascinated by Bowie decades too late and bursting with my own unconventional opinions about the merits of “filler” tracks on Young Americans and Let’s Dance . Outré youth continues to find their own Bowie. Why does Bowie inspire such intense devotion? One reason is that Bowie played so fast and loose with temporal reality. He was never "contemporary" - his most enduring avatars are from the future, out of the past, or from nowhere at all. Ziggy Stardust was an alien messiah from the future revving frenzied teens for the apocalypse. The Thin White Duke was an aristocrat relic from the Old World ambivalently analyzing American immaturity and malaise. Berlin Trilogy Bowie is depressed and stateless in the deadlocked time of addicti...