To Beard Or Not To Beard

Yeah, I know it's corny, but what'ya gonna do? So I did it, I finally did it, after nearly 4 months I shaved my beard. Wow, was that a freaky experience! It was like when people have plastic surgery and don't recognize their reflection in the mirror. I totally didn't recognize the person looking back at me! Very weird. It's been 3 days and I'm just now coming to grips with my new/old look. Problem. Long hair with beard? Good look, kind of hippie meets rocker. Long hair without beard? Bad look, kinda mullet-esque ala a non-recurring character on the Partridge Family. Why did I do it you ask? Well, the honest answer is I have a dentist appointment this week and couldn't bear to put them through "The Beard Experience". I always look out for people using high speed electric drills near my face, they don't need to be antagonized in any way. (By the way, "The Beard Experience", worst ride at Disney World ever!) Look for the beard again this fall! I promise it will make a comeback.

10,000 and Counting

The portfolios on my Dripbook site just received their 10,000th viewer, (that's 20,000 eyeballs! assuming no pirates) and I'm not sure if that's alot or a little but I did think it was worth mentioning. Thanks to everyone who has taken the time to view my work on Dripbook, (even the pirates).

Barbeque Schmarbeque

Memorial day is filled with backyard BBQ's and trips to the beach. I on the other hand spent yesterday shooting two amazing girls in Brooklyn. First was Katya, who flew in from Russia the previous night and had never been to NYC before. Even though she was suffering some major jet-lag, she had the best attitude and was super sweet? "Why do so many people speak Spanish here?" she asked, "I don't know Katya, ask Lou Dobbs." Next was Amelia, with those gorgeous blue-green eyes and that accent, I could have shot her all day just to listen to her speak! And she moved like a dream. What is it with these Aussie models, they rock! That's it Martin, move over buddy, I'm coming to Australia. . . . . . Although that 33 hour flight is going to be brutal. All in all I must say my memorial day was quite a wonderful experience. And I got a pretty bad ass farmer tan to boot. . . . . . . . . p.s. you can view the story "Do You Believe In Rapture" here.

Elizabeth

A couple more of Elizabeth from the Steampunk story.

New Bio Pic?

Everyone says I shouldn't use it because you can't see what I look like! I say that's probably a good thing. . . . . . . . . . . . You can make out the tambourine though, and isn't that what photography is really all about. I don't even know what that means!

Rain Rain Go Away

I figured out why people come in all different shapes and sizes. It's so as we walk down the street in the rain, our umbrellas don't all hit into one another because we are all the same height. Makes sense right? God was so smart to have had that foresight. . . . . . . . . And can we please leave the golf umbrellas in our golf bags, its 6th ave not the 18th fairway. Don't get God angry by screwing up his whole street/umbrella master plan.

Steampunk

Here are a couple images from a Steampunk story I shot. What is Steampunk you ask? Well, I'm still not sure, except to say that I think its where the Industrial Revolution meets Jayne Eyre. Do to some inclement weather, we shot half in my apt and half on my roof. I can't wait to see the final result! . . . . . I think a stove pipe hat would be a good look for me? So Gangs of New York.