If Jessica seems familiar to you, thats because i’ve shot with her before. She came booked by Janeiro, who runs a model agency here in San Diego.

Like many models Jessica is way into fitness. We had spoke at length about doing a fitness shoot. The only problem was trying to sneak into the gym with cameras.

The only problem was that I hadn’t done a fitness shoot in about five years. In fact the only fitness shoot I had ever done is back when I was still married with a now semi-famous model named Jen.

Even then I only took one or two shots. My ex, who was and is still an amazing photographer took most of the shots. I was mainly only involved in the edit process.

I puzzled over what type of lighting to use with the shoot. The gym we were going to use was quite small so it limited my choices. We used a medium Paul C. Buff soft box in the last shoot. So I automatically dismissed using it this time.  I wanted to do something a bit different.

I’ve been shooting a lot of moody lit portraits lately, and I finally decided to shoot this in a similar manner. I picked out a small photoflex half dome and set out to see what could be done.

I attached the halfdome to my trusty alienbee B800 and powered by my Vagabond Mini Lithium I was ready for war.

Unfortunately when we arrived to the small gym it was packed. You ever watch one of those old western movies? Ya know when a guy walks in a bar and conversation stops, the piano player quits playing and everyone stares? Ya that’s how this was. Awkward.

In the end I liked how the shoot came out. I got some great ideas on how i’d like to shoot one of these types of shoots in the future. If you’re into fitness and interested in shooting with me send me a note!

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A man in a funny hat came running on the bus. He was screaming at the top of his lungs and people were moving fast. “Get your fucking asses out on my yellow foot prints, MOVE BITCHES!!”

She regretted her decision to make this move. She wondered not for the first time, if maybe operating a meth lab in Mississippi wasn’t the better career choice. At least when she was doing that no one was screaming.

Of course a Mississippi meth lab dealer had a terrible retirement plan. Maybe this Marine Corps thing would get better. She ran out of the bus and stood on the yellow foot prints. It seemed the man in the funny hat had brought friends. Their was so much yelling, and no one seemed to do anything right.

They finally were ushered into a barracks and were allowed to sleep. It seemed like she was asleep for fifteen minutes when the man in the funny hat came in screaming and beating a trash can. “Wake up bitches!!” The man noticed her. Fuck. “Well what do we have here?! Where you from private?” “Sir the private is from Mississippi sir!” The man just stared, then punched her straight in the boobs. She collapsed on the floor. Apparently the man didn’t like people from Mississippi.

13 weeks later she had graduated. It had been tough and she had received orders to a run of the mill administrative unit based in Santa Carla, CA.

Wait a minute, she read her orders again. Santa Carla?! She had never been out of Mississippi, and now Santa Carla? Wait a minute, where the hell is Santa Carla anyway? California. She boarded the plane and four hours later she was in Santa Carla, taking a cab to base. She passed a “welcome to Santa Carla” sign, and ominously spray painted on the back, “Santa Carla, murder capitol of the world”. Ya, this was gonna be interesting.

The people in her unit were pretty nice, but very odd. They were all into vampire comics. They insisted she read them. Even more weird, they insisted these comics would “save her life” here in Santa Carla. Since she wanted to fit in she took a look at them. Pretty gory stuff, and this is for nerds. She was more interested in becoming an NPC bikini competitor, not a comic book collecting nerd.

The weekend finally came. Luckily she didn’t have to work, so she went down to the boardwalk. Their were people everywhere, mostly seeing a band that had some muscly steroid guy playing a saxophone.  She saw a group of people riding bikes similar to hers.  The leader of the group David, asked her to race them on the beach. He was dressed in black leather and looked like Kiefer Sutherland. Yes, this was gonna be fun.

The race was on. It was dark, the sand kicked up in her eyes. The race ended, they came to a stop at the mouth of a huge cave. Apparently it was their hang out. It was odd, and they were probably serial killers, but she didn’t have anything else going on that night, so why not!  Everyone was drinking from a huge old jeweled bottle that looked like it contained red wine.

The bottle was passed around. It finally got to her and everyone got quite. One of the girls looked at her pleadingly. Don’t drink it Lyla…its blood. She laughed…then took a long drink.

To be continued…

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She got home and closed the door behind her. Slide the bolt home, lock. She rested her head against the door. Breathe, just breathe. The craving was back and she wasn’t sure she’d win this time.

The craving had been met for awhile by a homeless man she had picked up awhile back. His bones were still in the hallway closet. She’d have to clean before she brought anyone else back.

It was just another thing to add to the list of her worries. Even for a 200 year old vampire serial killer, San Diego was a tough city to live in. Her bills were piling up, her apartment too small. Her employment situation was the worst of all.

She sat down in her livingroom, she had no TV. She wasn’t even sure she wanted one.  It was 2 hours until sundown. In life her favorite thing to do was watch the sunset. She couldn’t even do that now. She could still surf though, even if it was at night. She didn’t have to worry about drowning or sharks.

The sun set, she grabbed her board, walked out, started her car and drove out. 5 minutes later she was parked and walking toward the beach.

She passed a group of guys on the way who stopped to admire her lingerie like beach outfit. They didn’t stand a chance, she only dated guys who were over 6 feet and had dark hair. She did contemplate killing them though.

The ocean was nice and cool. She sensed no predators in the water besides herself. Her eyes detected a small campfire off in the distance.

This was a weekday. What were people doing out on the beach when they should be at home sleeping in lingerie? People had no value or morals anymore! She would kill them all and use their bodily fluids in her bloody Mary mix.

She got out of the surf, she was close enough to smell them. Bunny rabbits every last one of them. She felt her fangs come in, her finger nails became talons.

It looked like a college party. She charged out impossibly fast. She talons opened them up like red water balloons. All of them screamed and ran, none were fast enough.

She finished, all were dead. She was covered in blood, panting, out of breathe. The fire casting shadows, crackling, and the steady calming noise of the surf. “You’re so beautiful”, she gasped and turned around. She had missed one in all the confusion. He was really good looking, had no fear, and was actually walking toward her. Strange, peculiar. “Please allow me to introduce myself, Louis Cypher, and you just killed my ride home” She actually blushed, “i’m sorry, if you don’t mind i’ll give you a ride home, just give me a minute to wash up, i must look a fright”  Freshly bathed from the ocean she walked back up to where he was waiting. Their seemed something dark and magickal about him, and maybe everything was going to turn out alright after all.

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This glamour blog edition has nothing to do with the model. Well to be truthful very few of my entries have much to do with the model as I like to make up ridiculous stories. It’s more entertaining that way.

What I wanted to write about was a very curious phenomenon that I became afflicted with shortly after the shoot. I shot with Ashley; she was amazing to shoot with by the way. She complained at first that many photographers just seemed to want to center around her sexuality.

Now I can understand this, because as you can plainly see she is amazingly sexy. After she left I sat to work editing the photos and was soon done. Now after I get through editing I open up a word program and start scratching out a rough draft of the glamour entry. However, try as I might I couldn’t think of one thing to write. I’d eek out a few sentences, only to erase it all in disgust.

I must have written five or six different entries, and erased them all. Now during this time I started to lose more and more interest in about everything. I put my camera up, stopped visiting my website, stopped searching for models and barely checked my Facebook.

Before I came here to San Diego I lived in Greece. During that time I discovered P90X, and started working out every day. I continued that workout regimen here in San Diego, working out around six days a week. The reason I bring this up is that in addition to withdrawing from people I also stopped working out. I just couldn’t motivate myself to get up and do it.

I was getting worried because this isn’t normal for me. I began researching ways to help myself out of this slump. Mostly I was concerned about gaining weight and getting out of shape. I’m a single guy and it’s hard to attract girls when your stomach exits the door before you do.

So I feel like some kind of diseased alcoholic, trying to reprogram my psyche. I did what any normal person would do, order mood pills from Amazon.  Has it worked yet? I still have no idea, but I have started going back to Model Mayhem trying to schedule shoots and I spend a lot of time thinking about working out.

Anyway, I think thats enough whining and bitching on my part.

A little bit of behind the scenes at the shoot.

Get ready for some changes in 2014, i’ll be travelling a bit, and if my luck holds you guys will see some amazing work!

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 Introducing Jessica. She is the first successful glamour shoot I have had with Janeiro’s Models. So far it has been an awesome working with these guys. Usually I have to go find someone to shoot with on Model Mayhem. Email back and forth about 1000 times, and then finally shoot. Even with all that I still have to worry about the girl bringing an escort to rob me or bringing a sack full of meth in their purse.

With these guys the shoot process becomes much simpler. I just give Janeiro a call and tell him I have an opening. About ten minutes later he gives me call back and lets me know he’ll have a meth free model ready for a glamour shoot.

So Jessica shows up with a unique escort and is ready to shoot about ten minutes later. She had absolutely no fear of the camera, and had some awesome model poses.

Does anyone else think she bears a resemblance to Megan Fox? Lets hope not, because Jessica revealed to me that she planned on assassinating her.

Jessica, like many girls had thought about modeling since she was wee babe on her native planet of Vulcan. After she arrived on earth things didn’t go well for her and she had trouble assimilating. The other students hated her ability to read their minds and knock them unconscious simply by pinching their shoulder.

After discovering she was a basketball prodigy she quickly found acceptance. She became one of the best basketball players of her age. She even rivaled the likes of Peyton Manning.

Unfortunately for Jessica she received a terrible injury at age 16. She could no longer play basketball, but then something wonderful happened.

Jessica, astronaut/model. A woman barely alive. Gentlemen, we can rebuild her. We have the technology. We have the capability to build the world’s first bionic model. Jessica will be that model. Better than she was before. Better, stronger, faster.

Yes you heard me correctly. Jessica is the worlds first android model. After she was rebuilt Sky-net sent her back. Her mission? Assassinate Megan Fox. I have no idea if she was ever successful in this mission.

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Introducing Cami. She’s an active duty marine living here in San Diego. Her and I met on Model Mayhem and quickly set up a boudoir shoot. Well not strictly a sexy type shoot, but I’m not gonna split hairs here.

Cami got into modeling after one of her friends told her how wonderful it was. Her friend assured her that Britney Spears and Miley Cyrus would appear at her door with a magical carb free pizza along with a briefcase full of cash and an army of Cambodian gardeners. Who could turn that down?!

While we were riding the elevator I asked Cami what she did in the Marines. She responded by punching this guy repeatedly in the face. “Does that answer your question?” No Cami you psycho, it doesn’t. But thanks for punching my neighbor. Now its gonna be awkward. I’m just glad it wasn’t my face being punched. I’m pretty sure that guy had to go to the hospital.

She’s also a black belt in MCMAP. This means she could beat your dick off with both hands tied behind her back. Don’t know what MCMAP is? It stands for Marine Corps Martial Arts Program. The Marines came up with the program a few years back to replace the then LINE program, which had few, if any non-lethal options to deal with the enemy. Cami says females with black belts aren’t out of the ordinary in her unit, and attributes the high numbers to the amount of instructors available.

When Cami isn’t using her face as a punching bag she keeps herself busy volunteering at the humane society. She also gives horse riding lessons to underprivileged small humans. You know exactly what I thought when I heard about her access to horses. We are totally gonna do a sexy boudoir horse shoot! No, not that kinda sexy you sick bastards!!

Ok so how does Cami get that rockin bod? You won’t find any shortcuts or secrets here. This girl is super freakin serious about her fitness. She runs 3-4 times a week, for about 5 to 7 miles at a time. Whew! She also does a lot of weight training, and guys…on a bad day she can bust out 23 dead hang pull ups. Kinda bad ass right? Now when it comes to eating she has her shit locked on pretty tight. She eats 7 meals a day. She carries around a scale, to make sure that each meal weighs 4-8oz. She doesn’t eat kale since she hates the taste, but makes up for it by eating extra spinach. Besides that she eats butt loads of tilapia, turkey and active womens protein powder. When she wants to cheat on her diet she does it with mango’s. My weakness happens to be whip cream covered lipstick lesbians in case you’re curious.

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