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Go back, Jack…

6 Jun

And you go back (with Jack) and do it again…

jack daniels tattoo

Ansel Adams (b. Feb 20): “A photograph can hold just as much as we put into it…”

20 Feb

adams

“We must remember that a photograph can hold just as much as we put into it, and no one has ever approached the full possibilities of the medium.”

~ Ansel Adams, b. 20 February 1902

 http://www.pinterest.com/pin/39406565463693822/

 

Smoke ’em if you’re smokin’

3 Dec

bardot

Brigitte Bardot is probably my most famous image and it was pure luck. I was down to my last frame on a roll of film on the set of The Ballad of Frenchie King, a comedy western that was being shot in Almeria, Spain, in 1971.

I noticed the wind was gusting her hair shortly before she went in front of the cameras and I wanted to capture that windswept look. I missed the shot the first time that the wind blew and then luckily, the wind picked up again and I caught it the second time around.

I was on the last frame and there was a chance that I didn’t get it at all, but when I got back to London and developed the film I was ecstatic. I had got the shot and I knew I’d got a winner. Photography is all about the moment—and luck.”

~ photographer Terry O’Neill

http://www.elle.com/news/culture/photos-audrey-hepburn-brigitte-bardot-terry-oneill

Bootsy & Boobsy

25 May

bootsy-and-boobsy

Hi. We’re Bootsy and Boobsy. We’re both in heat this week, so whoever wants us, we come together.

http://www.pinterest.com/pin/39406565464214798/

Sextile: It’s all in bad taste but it’s what we do best.

Ansel Adams (b. Feb 20): “A photograph can hold just as much as we put into it…”

20 Feb

adams

“We must remember that a photograph can hold just as much as we put into it, and no one has ever approached the full possibilities of the medium.”

~ Ansel Adams, b. 20 February 1902

 http://www.pinterest.com/pin/39406565463693822/

 

Prince Aries in a winter wood

24 Jan

cardinal

Prince Aries in a winter wood
in feathered coat of red with hood 
flew skittering each way he could
to know a World not understood.