Ghettojava stands 7'4'' tall, has a jaw made of depleted uranium, walks with a pimp strut, cured cancer and once use to have a Duece-and-a-Quarter for everyday of the week (he has since upgraded to Eldorados). Oh, and he takes damn fine pictures. OK, only the part about the picture-taking is true (although dude may … Read more

Ghettojava stands 7'4'' tall, has a jaw made of depleted uranium, walks with a pimp strut, cured cancer and once use to have a Duece-and-a-Quarter for everyday of the week (he has since upgraded to Eldorados). Oh, and he takes damn fine pictures. OK, only the part about the picture-taking is true (although dude may be 7'4", hell, I don't know). Ghettojava (or Ghetto if you're into the whole brevity thing) got me started on this strange and quite rewarding trip we here all find ourselves on. Let me 'splain. I coped my Nikon D50, my first dSLR, back in April. Having more equipment than skills I set out to Starr's Mill to take some shots (BTW, I got a ticket on Jimmie Whats-His-Nuts Pkwy. that day from the Fayetteville Nazis). Wanting to see how others may have shot the mill I Googled and came across Ghetto's work. In no short time I realized the amount of work I had in front of me. If I were to be this good I'd have to burn the candle on both ends. Or just steal his work and claim it as my own. A few clicks later, I'm on Flickr, and the rest is history still being written. My life is richer for it. Big-ups Ghettojava and if I run into you in Fayetteville I'll treat you to some Waffle House hashbrowns, scattered, smothered and chunked. You gotta buy your own cheese though. We can't all drive El-Dogs.