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My Holiday Trip with a Killer Robot

In the summer of 2013 we made a family trip to Greece. I’m not much of a sunbather so I grabbed something to go as we left, just in case. Even though I had never photographed on the run like this, I thought I’d simply keep a door open for it for the duration of our trip, nothing more. I had no plan, no aim, I was on holiday. Continue reading “My Holiday Trip with a Killer Robot”

Happy Bee-ster

Earlier this week I was browsing the #stuckinplastic IG feed when my flicking finger stopped on a refreshing bee image that instantly connected with me.  I don’t know what it was that made me stop. Was it just the physical combination of blue and orange that triggered an emotional reaction in my limbic system ? Continue reading “Happy Bee-ster”

The Birth of the Disco Spaceman

fRealizing I have never really photographed the iconic LEGO spaceman of the classic Space theme I thought I’d give it a try. It could be fun, I thought.  You know, taking almost forty years old plastic and shoot it with modern gear, old meets new and all that. There’s a twist in it that I like. Continue reading “The Birth of the Disco Spaceman”

Thief!

An internet Troll is a disgusting, narcissistic and sadistic creature that takes great pleasure in making you as miserable as he/she is. They often conduct their campaigns of sleaze from the safe confines of their mothers basement, a filthy toilet stall in a high school or while sponging free wifi as they sip their Venti Iced Skinny Hazelnut Macchiato, Sugar-Free Syrup, Extra Shot, Light Ice, No Whip in an over-priced, hipster d-bag coffee shop. Continue reading “Thief!”

the anxiety

tiesoverthebay HAVE YOU FELT IT ?

or …have you seen the trailers, the commercials, the action figures, the clothing, the cereal, the coffee creamer, the toothpaste, the mouthwash, the toilet paper !?!!!

The Force  is going to awaken, not too long from now actually, and I couldn’t be happier. It seems as though the entire world is anticipating the movies release and it’s been nothing short of amazing to kind of sit on the sidelines and watch the excitement build.

The trailers have been extremely inspirational as far as my toy-photography goes. I’ve been watching the original trilogy non-stop when time allows. The theme music has been on “endless loop” in my head and I have my tickets to the premiere stashed away in a very, very safe place. Needless to say, I am very much looking forward to December 18th.

BUT…

I have a problem. Right now, anytime I feel the need to immerse myself in the Star Wars universe, I can do so. I can plop myself down in front of my gigantic television, mash a few buttons on a remote and TAH-DAH, instant Star Wars!

I can watch any of the six movies anytime I want! I can watch them back to back, I can watch them the way they were released (IV, V, VI, I, II, III) or I can sit back and relax, just knowing that if I want to visit Darth, Luke and the gang, I can. Until the 18th of December that is.

After that I will have to make the arduous trip from where I live (a small island two hours away from any real theater) to where “they” keep the new episode hidden away. Now “they” will only show you the film after you’ve handed over the official “view the greatest movie ever released in your lifetime” fee. Now “they” control access to what may go on to be known as “THE MOVIE THAT BROUGHT WORLD PEACE, ENDED HUNGER and MADE EVERYONE INCREDIBLY HAPPY”.

How am I supposed to live that way?

 

Dear Captain Phasma, Please be more like Boba Fett and less like Jar Jar Binks.
Dear Captain Phasma,
Please be more like Boba Fett and less like Jar Jar Binks.

Additionally, what if The Force Awakens and it looks like it’s hungover? Like…. like it’s been on a thirty year bender?  What if it’s (gasp) terrible? What if J. J. Abrams has completely lost his mind and is about to unleash an episode that will go down in history as the worst movie ever seen by anyone ever? I can’t take another Jar Jar Binks. Enough said about that.

I’ve been using the hashtag “inJJwetrust” in my toy-photography and I sincerely mean it. Mr. Abrams and I share a love and enthusiasm for a movie we both saw in 1977. I’m POSITIVE that his love and enthusiasm will shine through on December 18th and I hope to feel like a nine year old kid again around 7:05 p.m. that evening.

But still… the anxiety.