RIP Glidden

Yesterday I posted a picture of Joesephine and mentioned the old Glidden paint factory where we had first tried to shoot.  The place was torn down recently, but while it was standing it was awesome.

My friend Raven first showed me the place, after another photographer took her there.  It was operational until about 1993, then sat abandoned for almost 20 years.  It was full of rust and ruin and amazing graffiti.

This is from our first shoot there, in April of 2010.  She’s an awesome model I hope to shoot with again soon.  The paint factory is sadly now just a pile of rubble.



Josephine is one of the few people I met online before meeting in person.  We had a great shoot planned last fall at the abandoned paint factory, that was cut shot by the arrival of several police cars.  We were told that we were trespassing, and let go with a warning.  Another photographer there was not so lucky.  He had already been warned before, and was arrested.

It took us five months to finally reschedule a shoot, but when it finally happened we got some amazing shots.  I’m sure i’ll be posting more of them in the coming weeks.

Murder Scene


Back in the fall of 2003, my friend Diana and I moved into a huge house over in Little 5 Points.  She had just graduated from college, and I was working at GSU.  Our friend Cynthia moved in with us for a week or two, then left for South America.  It was an interesting time for a variety of reasons.  The place was huge and the landlady was completely insane.

I’ve long known Di was afraid of spiders, but it was our first week living together when I got to experience that first hand.  We had returned from a night at Highlander, and I had just drifted off into sleep, when I was awoken by a scream.  Not an “eeek!” scream, but a full throated bloodcurdling scream of primal terror.  I stumbled out of bed, convinced a bunch of zombie Crips were chainsawing through the front door.  I was met in the hallway by Diana, nearly incoherent with terror.

Turns out, there was a spider in her room.  Not the kind of spider that almost ate the hobbits in the last Lord of the Rings movie.  No, this spider was about 1.5 inches across total.  Two inches, tops.  It wasn’t lunging at her with poison dripping from its fangs.  It was just sitting there.  I smooshed it, flushed it, and headed back to bed.  The last I saw of Diana that night, she was sitting on her bed, legs curled up to her chest, eyes darting around the room searching for the next eight legged beast to attack her.

Fast forward a few months to the night of October 13th.  Our friend Wes came over and we hung out drinking and chatting.  I went to bed at a semi-reasonable hour, since I had work in the morning.  Wes and Diana stayed up late drinking like good unemployed peoples.

I woke up for work in the morning, went in to my bathroom to take a shower, and saw this in the doorway:

In the doorway from my room to the hallway I also saw this:

Finally, in the hall I saw this:

Diana, terrified of spiders, had persuaded Wes to do the dirty work for her, but not to dispose of the body.

Happy Birthday Diana! 🙂

Dark Bunny Lolita

I need to post some of my more recent work, not just old stuff.  This is my friend Bunny Aug.  She’s an awesome artist in her own right, but luckily for me, not a photographer.  She wanted phots for a wig website and asked me to take them.  I describe my style (one of them) as “beautiful people in ugly places” and she likes it, so we shot in a friends warehouse.  As I told a friend after the shoot, “It’s a good thing I have friends who know how to look hot posed on a pile of rubble.”

Check out Bunny’s awesome art at Dark Bunny Studios.