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Name: Suri Granger
Age: 24
Gender: Female
Race: Mutant
Hometown: Broken Bow, Nebraska USA
Abilities: Spacetime Deceleration, Astral Projection
Personality: Intelligent, witty, opinionated, loyal, honorable, smartass
🔫This is the first splash page featuring one of the principal characters in my "Our New World" post apocalyptic saga. I'll be featuring more of these characters over the coming weeks as I'm concentrating most of my time and efforts on two other story lines at the moment. I will be picking this one back up though, as these other stories start to wind down or I get more time, etc. Thanks so much for taking a look and for anyone who actually reads my amateurish prose, thanks so much. You're very awesome. ;P
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Also you can check out some of the amazing captures done at Mother Road in thier Flickr group, Mother Road - Mirage Motel🌼
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he probably crying now cause i'm not being a smartass. had time to kill before going out.
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*another edit older photo
This little smart ass showed up one day, and decided to stay. No one seems to be missing him, so apparently he is now part of this family.
Happy Slider Sunday!
I love any shots related to mass transit, especially trains. The New Haven Train Station really hits the mark for me; parts of it remind me of the system in DC a bit. I recall that back in the time just after 9/11 the security people around mass transit would confront me and tell me to stop shooting. At the time I was shooting Large Formant. I couldn't imagine a terrorist setting up a 4x5 with a tripod and blanket over me to see the screen and focus. One of them actually said, "I'm sure you understand why". It was all I could do to keep the smartass remark to myself, pack up and move along. I had to tell myself that they're just doing their job as best they can and my country had a lot of people who were really afraid. To this day I still get the occasional person (not security or police, mind you) taking issue with the fact that I'm shooting in an "off the beaten path" area.
I wonder how many of you experience the same.....do you encounter that too? Any replies would be appreciated.
From the archives; originally posted on 11 December 2018.
Lower Antelope Canyon. tech info: Fuji Velvia, Pentax medium format camera. Please excuse the crappy acanning artifacts. Happy now Jill???
Note: This is a deliberate out-of-focus street shot for the story below.
... As I wipe my eyeglasses clean, I glance towards the front street for possible ride options.
"So, what will it be today - the good old, rickety, airy, yellow-and-black auto-rickshaw or the swanky, air-conditioned, spotless-white Uber taxi?"
"I just need a quick and cheap two-mile ride to the coffee shop for my next meeting... :-/ "
"Ain't both quick and cheap at this time of the day?"
"Then the Uber taxi it is..."
"But, don't you care about the livelihood of the old, long-serving, self-employed auto-rickshaw driver?"
"Don't you ever talk without asking questions?" I chide my bespoke virtual assistant loudly >:-{ baffling the people on the street :-O
"Well, ain't you the one who programs me to be smarter than being just an intelligent order taker?"
"I'll walk it!" I mumble after a long pause, knowing fully well that the smart-ass is now going to be insanely muddled up for a while trying to figure out whether 'walking' is a general option, or a specific one in response to a vexed question ;-) ...
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The single best thing about an early morning fishing plan is that you can have a late morning nap. My trailer mate snapped this while I was in full snore.
She said the best thing about it was it was sure to keep the bears away! Smartass.
A lesson that I had to learn again and again. The last time, I was sure I would lose what I had learned, as if my system had been erased. But then you came along with a backup. I can't emphasize enough how glad I am that you exist. I want to be your backup. I love you for all of this, my sunny side, Kostas, my love. youtu.be/1qJU8G7gR_g?feature=shared
04/01/08 - Happy April Fools!
Day two in 'smile week'. I don't smile enough, so I'm doin' it alllll week.
I don't know why but today I am just a massive dork.
I feel like a little kid. (Kinda look like one too....)
Oh well.
This is some superbad photoshopping but I don't have the time to screw with it.
Have a great day all!
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I was such a dweeb last year.
(shutup don't even think of saying anything smartass..............any of you....)
PMG crashed before i could do any more :/
But yeah hope ya'll enjoy this :D
credit to cami, for the shading technique
For FGR & Hide & Seek
I'm pretty much the same person as my flickr persona...
I don't run around half nekkid all the time...but I'm the same trash talkin' smartass that you see here.
Don't you just hate a Smart ass ....You know the one who pop's his head or fingers into your shot.....Miss Purple here thought it was a real hoot.....lol
lil'portrait of myself on my way to new adventures
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you can call me bijou(ke) bijanka
hahaha .. maybe I will listen *grins*
Another longish RP I thought I'd share, just for the watchability of the scene I felt!
It starts off with Kamy teasing Serafina (Fin) that *she* got a key /and/ a book from the Ranger cabin.. and Fin has neither of these things. Fin quickly turns the tables on her, and her aggression and jealousy amuses Kamy so much that she does the same... with Fin's boyfriend.
The first few posts are a touch edited to protect the not-so-innocent (other rp'ers ;) ).
Thanks to Phoebe for patiently teaching me how to split-screen!
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Kamy was beyond the flirtations and deviant looks at this point, at least alone when the girls could just be girls. She leaned in then and kissed her full on the lips, far more sensual then anyone would expect from the outrider, letting it pull but linger before popping happily back. "I got a fucking key to the cabin..." she snickered with the very intention of making her jealous and started off then, wiggling her hips as she silently began them on a walk through the park.
Fin kissed back, but while it started off with a sensual little lapping growl, it quickly *did* turn jealous, and she sought to *bite* her lip. Hard. Before she slipped away. Her eyes glittered and quite literally turned greener. ".. Oh yeah? How nice for you," she shoots back and falls into step to follow her through the trees, pushing limbs gently out of the way.
Kamy sunk an arm into hers so they might walk like school girls, licking where her lip had bruised from that chomp and pulling her to the bridge. Most tended to use this one sparingly, a careful step here and there. Kamy walks upon it full force, naturally taking to its bouncing sways and creaking protests without hesitation.
Fin delights in their raping of the bridge. So what if they pingponged off and flew into the river? She was filled with this dangerous rush of adrenaline and unconcern, driving her steps onto the planks all punk rock style. Hipbumps and rowdy hollers. ".. Yeah.. well.. ain't that somethin'. I don't know, man," her tune changing some. ".. I just wish they were all -around- more. I got shit to ask! You know? Th'fuck am I supposed to do?" She hopped to the other side and stretched her arms high above her head, then cracking neck to either shoulder. ".. Build a doghouse next to the cabin and be all, 'Bark Bark lemme in'?"
Kamy laughed when Fina bounced upon the bridge recklessly. She had just been walking like normal but it didn't mean she didn't appreciate the recklessness of it. She laughed when her foot nearly lost it but the book she held was clutched tight, quick to run free from its swaying surface. Would probably collapse on the next person who crossed it carefully. She reached out and took Fina by the belt, dragging her back to hook a knee between her thighs. "talk to one of the others then," she ran a nose along her jaw line, oblivious to anyone else's approach.
Serafina spun back towards Kamy by her own momentum and the Dreg's own tug of Fin's belt. Bare, dark skin *smacked* against her suspenders and covered-for-damn-good-reason skin. While that nose ran along her jawline, it drew out a loose growl, like something had just broken and was crashing down over their heads. ".. Fuck /talking/," she hissed, and yes, her legs parted, but they did so to square off, and grab Kamy by the shoulders to shove her down. Hard. Harder than she'd pulled on the woman before. Her hand would try to pin her throat, her hips, Kamy's pelvis, while her free would skate over her clothing, into bindings and straps, sensually fast. ".. I'm /taking/ ..that key."
Dylon sent his boots into the dirt to stop on the sudden appearance of the girls, it was still a chocolatey-clustery-headfuck for the guy to process. Shit, every time he thought he got a handle on the situation there it was, the diagram. The scissoring of fingers that explained how the two girls ended up, that enough was a struggle, what did you do? What the fuck were you meant to do?! Jack off? Raise that questioning brow to your girlfriend? The answer like all things in life were sometimes obvious, maybe it was Kamy's nose into Fin's face. That image alone made him think of their bed, they were going to need a bigger boat. Chin up and spark up. When he was about to raise his head to speak he stopped, why ruin the moment with a hello. Instead, the man just stood there enjoying the remains of that cigarette held between his fingers.
Kamy squealed when she went down, a very unusual noise for a Dreg to make but she was unraveling fast in the private company of Finn, her dark predatory facade that kept her fat and alive in the outpost abandoned for something far more girly. She couldn't stop laughing when Fina pinned her, hips lifting the girl off the ground with a thrust of her core, enjoying the site of those freckled swells bouncing. Kamy sighed when the girl's hands easily parted the handmade top from her chest, knuckled persed beneath leather and feathers. She nodded at the assessment. "yes good idea...I am tired of sharing you with him anyway" she stated rather boldly, unusual since she'd always liked Dylon from afar. She unbuckled Fina's pants and shimmied them down. "MY fucking key bitch...ug why don't you ever wear skirts..."
Fin squeezed her thighs so her pants could only unzip *enough*, the belt having gone unbuckled by Kamy's swift fingers. ".. I do," she snarked. "just for the men.. for you.. I make it hard." But green-eyedness wins over her again, the jealousy of Kamy having that key, and a book. Since talking hadn't gotten her far, she'd scythe through with force. ".. MINE!" she hurls at her, real anger dominating her voice, or perhaps, she's simply trying to /dominate/ her. ".. Hi Dylon.. " she singsongs between her next *firmly* growled statement. ".. MY. Fucking. ...Key." She'd try to grab Kamy's wrists, probably a battle of sorts while they scurried at her own pants. Her aim to drive them over the woman's head so she could use her free to keep searching.
Dylon sent those arms of his to fold across that chest of his, as that weight of his frame shifted from one foot to another. Just like that, something got that back of his up, a instinctual reaction to double taking on hearing Kamy's words, were they about him? and what was this fucking key?!. That figure of his turned side on then, yanking the cigarette from his lips harshly as his eyes bored down upon the air while that smoke wielding hand rested up against his chest. Maybe it was the twitch of his left cheek and the billow of smoke that was the sign of a vented thought. When that hello came from Fin that head jerked in a greeting nod before stilling.
The book was off to the side, Kamy's hand had carefully set it aside even in the collapse, perhaps indicating she had more control then she'd let on. It was her error to think Fina was only playing however, the surprise obvious when the girl snatched her wrists and pinned them to the earth. She'd lost her chance to truly resist, arms flexing with the push but only coming an inch off the grass. She snarled when the girl started searching her for real, pleased at least that Fina would have a hard time finding it considering the position. Hips popped her up again. "FINA...she gave it to me!" she looked over in surprise at Dylon, laughing despite herself. "Hey clit kicker! Mind holding her down for me?" spoken as if she hadn't even made mention of him before.
Fin let out a victorious "... HA!" when she pinned her wrists overhead. Serious, she was, was Kamy's own fault for digging at her jealousy. ".. I -know- she gave them to you that's th'fucking point," she growled, a touch smoother. As her hand roamed the woman, sliding over hip, scooping a buttock (and here, she'd grin at her, tongue held at her tooth) up, exploring behind her thigh, then her arm bands, she offered a similar suggestion. ".. Mmhm! Yes, Dylon. Why don't you help hold her down for me. And stop laughing, you're gonna make this harder," she grumbled.
It wasn't often Dylon got to break up two girl's who were getting hot and heavy over a game of hide and go fucking seek. Though as he stood there towering over both of them that look of his went to the bridge, blinking at it swayed in the light breeze. "What are you two up to?" he said with a rather strained and exhausted tone. A grimace of pain fell upon his face for a moment, sending a hand against that jacket to palm lightly the spot under his ribs. "And then part of me is just too damned scared to ask.." A breath of air was pulled in through nostrils, causing them to flare before looking back down to the pair.
Kamy was sulking HARD that her key was stolen, tempted to bash Fina upside the head and take it back which was likely the sensible thing to do. But that would just be petty, no way she was giving her the gratification of fighting for it back. Of course she'd forgotten all about taking her wrist phone. She looked around for something to take while the girl was doubled over. She looked up at Dylon as he held her, watching him with a devious sneer. She broke from his grasp with a yank, leaping up and jumping on him with intensive vertical. His weight might hold her but she'd hit him hard, knees grasping his ribs with a crushing squeeze, her lips just smashed upon his. She'd grip the back of his head, sure he'd resist at first, but an insistant roll of her head and a thrust of her tongue within his stubbled lips was downright lewdly performed. Eyes hung to the corners of her gaze,watching for Fina's reaction.
Fin gave him a wriggling eyebrow, like wasn't she just the cockiest bully, mowing down the smartass nerd as she left school with her lunch money and favorite paperback clutched to her chest. Fin was just sitting up to secure her prizes when she *gawped* at Kamy climbing on top of -her boyfriend-. She watched that slide of her tongue to his, their mouths open and grasping as if she was being treated to a close-up of a cinematic still. She gawped and then glowered, pissed off like a firecracker. ".. HEY," she bared her teeth jealously and clamored to her feet, standing next to them and hovering as she tried to think fast. "... Fine, *Elephant Ass*. You fight mean and fair. Who th'fuck am *I* supposed to kiss to piss YOU off huh?" She narrowed eyes at them both and stalked to the cliff edge, dangling the key over the river. ".. Oo, a gust of wind!" she fake-cried.
Lost balance, Dylon was too busy distracted on looking to Fin when Kamy's body launched at him. By the time that back of his hit the dirt she was already upon his ribs, her squeeze, sending that bandage around his side to tighten, ripping open the stitches to the wound that caused him to growl. Well he would of growled, if it wasn't for Kamy's tongue shoved between his lips. A arm came up to his side to try and elbow the Dreg's face out of his to at least giving him some breathing room. "..." A breath of air, a blink or two and he was trying to focus, seeing Fin then holding that key out, leaving him to perk a brow as he tried to process what the hell was going on.
Kamy's eyes lit up at the insult, not sure if the girl was just being clever or if she actually knew that elephant was one of the translations to her name. She came off gasping when he elbowed her chin off his mouth, the wet POP of their lips disconnecting leaving her just as breathless. She sat atop Dylon and glared back at her. "You could kiss people! You could kiss a lot of people!" she defended, not realizing in that moment what a whore she sounded like. In truth there weren't many she'd be jealous over, maintaining the share and share alike concept. She watched the key dangle with an unfair unf. "go ahead and drop it! I fish those waters freckle pussy!" she upped the stakes, the crack of her bum sticking out good as she sliiiid back down Dylon's waist. She'd rip those pants open with impressive skill, born from skinning animals but it worked here too. She shoved a hand down his pants, far more gentle then the kiss in grasping his shaft and trying to forcefully coax it hard and free. "I got a much bigger key anyway..."
Fin STOMPED so hard dirt kicked and coughed and she left a deep imprint. ".. GodDAMN it Kamy!" she hollered at her. "... Fine. Last thing I'm going to do is give you the satisfaction of turning me into a whining mall rat not getting her fucking ice cream cone at the food court." She'd heard about those places, course - most of them were abandoned buildings these days. She'd whirled to find her mid-pants rip... and growled. "If he gets a hardon I'm fucking you in the ass with Marsqueeze's cigar." She pauses, and crouches down to them both. She's -livid-, a boiling anger baking from her skin, breasts heaving with a racing pulse. ".. Just.. lay there, Dylon," she remarks lowly, a sneer touching her lip. Fingers snake into the back of Kamy's waistband, pull it away, and *drop* the key down her ass crack. She keeps the chesspiece though, and moves aside.
The week has just taken a turn for the strange, it was starting to feel like Dylon had dropped acid, again. In twenty four hours he had gone through the motions of violence and all the way to jealousy of seeing Kamy upon his girlfriend, his Fin. Now he was sat there, hand clutched to his side while looking to Fin, by the time it registered on what Kamy was doing her hand was around around his shaft, gripping up his length. That hard on was going to prove more than difficult, blood was already seeping through the side of his jacket, that was something no man had managed to quite maintain, shit, it was like telling your body to multi-task without having control. "Get...your..fuckin...hand...off...my...cock" Words hissed through gritted teeth. As he found himself sandwiched between the girl's power play, but what a sandwich!.
Kamy didn't feel bad for the man at all, hardly even letting him factor in. He had kicked her in the cunt after all. She felt the key slip between her butt cheeks and smiled victoriously. Hands came off his meat and she stuck them in the air in victory. She watched Fina and just found the anger pouring from the woman absolutely sexy. She reached out and tried to snatch the girl's belt as Dylon had done. This whole thing was so ridiculous and it certainly didn't escape Kamy. She'd try to pull at the back of the girl's knees while yanking her down back on top of Kamy. The arms of a wrestler would try to wrangle the angry girl in for another kiss, falling over Dylon and churning her ass upon him like a bar stool. "I win...give me my prize..."
Fin had moved off, too far away to be grabbed, and when Kamy's hand reaches for her, Fin strikes her palm with a boot, hard enough to shove her back, not hard enough to hurt. ".. I *did*. Was going to give it back anyway, asshole. With my record the rangers would be all scowly tellin' me I don't play nice. Then I'd -never- get one. What's in there, a hot-- JESUS DYLON!" she just *spins* off exasperated. ".. Just gonna FUCK her right there in'frunna me??" She's rooted in place, and pulling her bandanna away from her neck side to side.
Dylon tried to clutch for his jeans the moment Kamy's hand released from his prick. "What the fuck yo..." Those words died upon the Dreg's ass slapping over over his lap to grind over. "STOP..." Sending a heavy handed palming slap towards the girl's ass cheeks to grind her right off his lap. Once again he would try to shift himself back, a hand sliding over his jacket that came up with a smear of blood. "...She should be so fuckin lucky..." he said with a hiss as he wiped that hand of his upon the grass. "Whose dream am I in?" Either way, no alarm clock was getting him out of this one.
Kamy rolled her eyes at Fina's tantrum, climbing off Dylon with a jump and fishing the key from her ass, one eye going crooked as she had to fish deep to get it. She produced it just in time to get struck on the ass, a small leap in Fina's direction. "oh calm down...it worked did it not?" she inched the key back into her pocket and sauntered to where Fina was. "you should have seen your face..." she laughed and pranced from foot to foot, clearly teasing Fina for being so worked up with little fake boxing stances. "you think I want to fuck your boyfriend? hmm?" she asked her, waiting for that ridiculous notion to sink into the red head. She was already fucking the sister and the brother, was she going to hit the boyfriend too? "now you don't love Ka-ma-ma anymore?" she asked with a faux pout. "maybe I take you to the cabin and show you. hmm? Did you think to ask?" she had flaunted the key after all for a reason.
Fin snapped shut a plastic lighter and tossed it in the creek. She sucked a full drag of the rolled cigarette's herbal shit and cut her eyes hard to them both, him laying there even as Kamy bounds off to join her. ".. Oh god. Oh no," she mimics in a half-hearted monotone that didn't try at *all*, ".. Please stop. Please don't fuck me. Oh god. Get off. Stop." She pauses, to flick the lit cigarette towards Dylon's lap, while his pants are still undone. ".. And your cock is still out, holmes." To Kamy she shrugs. The anger's dimmed leaving her in dry unconcern. ".. Yes I still love you. And no.. I didn't ask .. thought of it yes, but they're as hard to run into like a priest in a whorehouse. Actually, no. Not that hard!" she sings faux-brightly back.
Breathed long and slow as Dylon was finally free from the pressures of Kamy's body, this would be the moment to gather yourself, instead he listened to the girl's exchange of quips at each other before that rogue cigarette of Fin's landed right into lap, hitting the open fly of his jeans to send a shower of sparks over his crotch. Never had a man stood up so fast with the self harming need of slapping his cock and balls. Ridding himself of the burning glows "....ARGH FUCK SA..." Harshly was that belt closed up, shaking out his legs as he yanked open the buttons of his jacket, shedding himself of the material to then look down his side.
Kamy choked back a laugh when she flicked the cig at Dylon's crotch, a lazy smile as she just inhaled upon the aggressive pheromones coming off the feisty girl. "Fuck you should have been a Dreg Fina...the damage we would cause..." like they weren't already causing problems for the city. She knew the girl was pissed at her but just enjoyed it all the more. She hooked thumbs from her belt and swayed beside her, annoying little hip checks popped into the girl to provoke her further. "we will go when the rangers are not around...it does not seem like such a big deal..." she lied a bit.
Fin spared him a glance. Was that smell the whistling burn of ... hair? Her narrow shoulders jump with a smirk, and she gathers her hair to the other side of her neck, rounding her long spine in a wide hipcheck in return. Thwunk. She held power in her hips and back, moreso than arms and legs, even as bony as they sometimes felt to be. ".. Don't think it would be .. " she agreed, and made the breathy noise that showed she had more to say on the subject.. but stopped herself. Instead, she glanced to Kamy, then back at Dylon. She wasn't even sure if Kamy had successfully "brought the cock home to roost", and wasn't even sure it mattered at this point. ".. So. I'm going to .. buy some birth control. For -everyone-," she adds.
Dylon kept that hand locked to his side as he looked at the pair of girls. "You know what you two are.....a big bag of fuckin troubles...." Shaking his head at them slowly. "...Fuckin hell...." A chuckle, it was rolling over his shoulders as he doubled over a bit. "Somehow Kamy....I get the impression I'm goin to have to get used to you..." That jaw of his clenched then, a throaty grunt before allowing himself to straighten up. "...wait wait....you're not on birth control now?"
"Birth control?" Kamy asked a little confused. "oooh you mean to keep from birth, I get it." she nodded. "the Dreg men blow it on the girl usually, or some use the tubes not used for the sausages" she explained casually. She eyed Dylon with a soft sneer at his comment, reaching out to hang on Fina like he was going to take a picture of them. "why you not think we make a good pair?" she asked and shook a few dreads into the red head's face. "She is too much woman for one man to handle Dylon. You should be happy there is someone like me in her life" she explained.
Fin remains unimpressed by Dylon, and though Kamy didn't get off scoff-free either, she's neither angry nor pleased with them both. There's a strange resignation she feels - she wasn't even sure she'd be the jealous type - never thought she had that kind of .... possession in her. It's there, but it rears its furious head with no warning. For now, she's just left with a dull, faint soundtrack in her mind, some rhythm in her head that's sweeping distance between her and her friends. The dreads thwapping her in the face bring a funny wincing smirk, and she moves between them, arm around either one of their backs. As close as they are, her mind is to those elsewhere thoughts and music. ".. Mm, no, not now," she murmurs. "This afternoon?" She laughs some to Kamy's remark, and bites each of their shoulders.
Monday Morning Funny #58 - Because Monday Mornings are NOT Funny!
Is it just me? Or is it funny to name a men's room COCKatoos???? Sorry for the really bad photo... I took this at the Franklin Park Zoo in Boston last year and took it real quick because seriously... who the hell takes photos of men's bathroom doors??? HAHAHAHA
Happy *choke* Monday!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I saw this while walking back from the laundromat. There are many around in Glendale, all with their own personal names. I think they are Uber Easts devices. This one was in one spot. The "eyes," or headlights, were blinking like eyes but not moving. Someone was probably trying to be a smartass by placing the drinks in front of it. The 7-11 is behind me.
Happy Throwback Thursday to a country that this largely stuck in time. Not completely stuck though, evidenced by this woman checking messages on her smartphone. By the way, why do they call them smartphones? Wouldn't the phone's user determine the character of the phone? So does that make mine a smartass phone? Matanzas, Cuba, March 2019
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Actually, this treehole belongs to the Screech Owl that lives in the forest. So if I were that smartass squirrel, I'd get outta there pronto!!!!
In addition to my 9 to 5 job (actually 11 to 7), I do the occasional art show during the summer months. It can be a lot of fun to interact with the public and display my photography. But it is always a lot of work.
In addition to the countless hours actually doing the photography and then the post processing, there are countless more hours devoted to making sure I have plenty of inventory on hand. Needless to say, it is mostly a labor of love. :)
I often get the same questions. One of them is "did you take all these photos?". I can be kind of a sarcastic smartass sometimes, and I what I think to myself and probably have said once or twice is "not on the same day". ;)
Another question I get is "were you underwater for this shot?". It's a reasonable question, and with the Monterey Bay Aquarium nearby, I can understand that some may just want to clarify if I was SCUBA diving or if I took the photo at an aquarium.
But at my last show, I overheard someone say to their friend "these are all from the aquarium". I really didn't know what to think. At first, I was a bit dejected. How could this person think all my shots are from the aquarium? Despite the fact the Monterey Bay Aquarium is one of the world's best, nothing beats the real thing. Trust me, I know firsthand. Maybe he just meant that he saw a lot of the same things at the aquarium. I will never know, as he and his group did not stop and purchase anything or speak to me directly.
Anyway, this shot is from deep in the archives. I had only been shooting for about a year and a half and I was on a night dive along Cannery Row. Back then, I was shooting film and always with my 60mm macro lens.
So here you have it, a wild jelly. No aquariums required.
Nikon N90s
Nikkor 60mm
Kodachrome 25
Aquatica Housing with Flat Port
2 Sea & Sea YS-120 strobes set to TTL
?!?!... Jenni, so awesome, such a trooper and such a smartass...non stop fun and entertainment..
I also did a shoot on Saturday, more to come from both shoots.
Strobists:
Einstein 640camera right approx. 5ft from Jenni in large octabox
D800
1/250 @F/2.8
ISO 50
Nikon 85mm 1.8G (ND Filter)
Pocket Wizards II
I even did a setup shot...it's blurred as hell but it should make sense
Charlie Mackenzie: Dad, how can you hate "The Colonel"?
Stuart Mackenzie: Because he puts an addictive chemical in his chicken that makes ya crave it fortnightly, smartass!
Totally and completely designed after the lovely Piper_H's image I will still be the baby thou, right? Thanks for the inspiration Rach!
The maternity client is a dear friend of mine, so when we were planning her shoot I sent her to flickr for inspiration. Piper’s shot is one of the first ones she fell in love with, and begged me to do with her baby Thor the Weimaraner. Such a sweet boy, spoiled as hell, but very sweet.
Totally watched Zombieland for like the millionth time today :D hahaha. I'm not wearing any makeup in this picture and I did not do my hair :) Anyways, today was awesome so I decided that enjoying the little things is important. My life is starting to suck less. :) I notice I wear a lot of yellow. ahahha. Well, for no reason whatsoever I feel like tagging people, so I shall :)
0. I always do 12 facts on flickr instead of 10 because 12 is better :)
1. I'd so much rather hang out with guys, girls are so catty and ridiculous. Guys have adventures :)
2. I'm a sarcastic smartass 99% of the time.
3. I'm allergic to pineapple and menthol.
4. I always think about sex during church O_O
5. I have a phobia of ice skating. Like, I'm terrified of getting my fingers run over and cut off. :(
6. I usually always always always have my nails painted.
7. The train passes through my town every night, and I love being able to hear it in my bedroom before falling asleep. It's perfect.
8. I have this weird obsession with collarbones, wrists, hip bones, and spines. I think they're beautiful :)
9. I have a very strong, aggressive personality and it's intimidating; most people can't handle me :)
10. I put ranch dressing on like everything; pizza, onion rings, french fries, you name it.
11. Talking about the end of the world really frightens me.
12. It takes an army to get me out of bed in the morning. I'm like a hibernating bear; I love my sleep and you will regret it if you bother me or wake me up.
can they feel, I wonder?
(I have this weird thing.....where I don't like "long" photos.)
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TOTW ~ literary genius. Oscar Wilde - The Picture of Dorian Gray.
Perhaps one of my most favoritest stories ever.
And I have a lot of favorites.....this one is just uber fucking high on the list. :)
I also have a bunch of outtakes....and I was really unhappy with the comp of basically everything I did tonight.
I had this picture in my head.
Anyone who has ever done or attempted a 365?
Yeah. You know the 'picture in the head' is a disaster waiting to happen...hehe.
Need I say more.............
Anyways. Everyone should go off and read Dorian Gray....and listen to THIS...and....have a really friggin fantastic night.
Cos, well.
no reason.
Random Fact of the Day: i sometimes in moments of complete 'zone out' I find myself chewing on my hair.
And yeah, Abe and Drummy....I know you'll both have something smartass to say to that...........and you too Vic.
bring it. ;-)
All bets are off!!!! Cal's just been hauled away by the cops for being a smartass... Is that a conviction?
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This shot was also taken during my trip to Moonta Bay & it again reminded me how long the journey was! :P I remembered my buddy asking me if I wanted to put in more gas in the car before we head off to the beach and a smartass me just told him we will be alrite.. don’t have to worry about it. Thinking we can always pump in more later after dinner even though its on the last gauge. man! when the gauge went down to almost empty in the middle of nowhere in the country, i'm almost sure my shit is pretty much at the tip of my ass LOL!
Honestly my heart almost jumped out & we were panicking if we should drive in another direction to the nearest town hoping to get some gas or continue driving in our direction toward another town which is further. We took a chance & damn! the nearest town was all closed up for the night (past 10pm) & it was dark & so quiet that I believe if I let off a fart, i might wake up the town! Luckily the gas managed to get us through to another town where the truckies were else I reckon we will be pretty f***ed in the darkness of south Australia LOL!
Hope u enjoy my true life crappy story & have a good tuesday ahead mates!
View LARGE On Black to hop in with me ;)
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About
The Old Train Toy Model at Moonta Railway Station, Yorke Peninsula
The Shot
Standard 3 exposure shot (+2..0..-2 EV) taken handheld using Sigma DC HSM 10-20mm lens
Photomatix
- Tonemapped generated HDR using detail enhancer option
Photoshop
- Added 1 layer mask effect of 'curves' to increase the contrast
- Added 1 layer mask effect of 'saturation' (blues) to darken the sky
- Added 1 layer mask effect of 'saturation' (reds & greens) to tone down the model
- Added 1 layer mask effect of 'saturation' (yellows) to slightly enhance the glow from the sunset
- Blended 1 layer mask effect of 0 EV single tonemapped hdr shot to correct the movement of the branches
- Used 'unsharp mask' (as always) on the background layer
You
All comments, criticism and tips for improvements are (as always) welcome
Music
Depeche Mode – Enjoy the Silence
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Little smartass has become the fly catcher in the house and now we're trying to discourage him from trying to catch bees. He was successful yesterday, a big black one, maybe a hornet or small wasp. We're pretty sure he swallowed it, but nothing bad happened.
wow, well this is a masterpiece gone wrong!
I don't actually care. I spent less than an hour on it, just didn't wanna do some lame face shot...I'm having an 'ugly' day. Where I feel.....yucky....or...unhappy with me. I dunno. (hopefully I'm not crazy....)
Also. I'm hella grumpy for no reason. After we went grocery shopping and I think I snapped at him at least 4 times, we're standing in the kitchen and I say "Hon. I'm grumpy today".
And he says, in the sweetest, smartass way possible:
"Oh, well dear, I hadn't noticed".
;-P
Anyhow. Long arse day, I'm beat, I'm tired...I'm gonna go help the love with dinner. :)
And I do think that couch is calling my name.....
ta ta, my friends.
Have a happy night. :)
Random Fact du jour: This is officially the first picture for Flickr I've ever taken my wedding ring off for.
(and for those who are apt, I flipped one of the hands, so yes...my left is up there.)
shit happens...
location location location, wasn't happening for us yesterday. Every ally we checked out had all sorts of distracting obstacles. Anyhow, this is a friend of mines Carina, lots of leg and lots of smartass remarks.
I finally got my Vagabond Lithium in, and if you use Alien Bees, this is a must have.
Strobists:
AB800 boomed 6ft up from in Carina in 7" reflector @1/4
AB400 boomed 7ft up from in Carina in 7" reflector @1/2
1/200 @F/20
ISO 100
Nikon 24-70mm 2.8
Triggered with Cybersync
View Setup
View Black