Introducing Eva. She’s a gorgeous model and burlesque dancer here in San Diego.

We originally met at the face of Temptress Fashion event over in Ocean Beach. I know I pimp their store a lot but i’ve met so many interesting people there. Also, the clothes they sell make for some absolutely great photos.

Back to Eva. I didn’t coordinate the shoot like a usually do. I do that through Model Mayhem. In fact both my last shoots have been coordinated solely through facebook.

In my opinion this is a superior method of coordinating. Model Mayhem has always gave me some serious heartburn. Most people only check their accounts every few days. This makes communication unreliable and sporadic. Its also anonymous. Anyone can make a profile. This is not safe for the model and photographer alike. What burns me up the new models. You seriously want to try and charge people when your portfolio looks like it was taken by pervo photographers and an Iphone? Idiots!

If you’re a photographers who’s giving these models money do everyone a favor and stop. Ok, i’ll get off my soapbox now, promise!

Back to Eva. Sorry to say ladies and gentleman she is taken! I’ll give you a second to digest this terrible news.

Have you all ever heard of burlesque dancing? Well thats what Eva does. I got the privilege of watching her dance at the Temptress event.

Eva and some of her fellow models are excellent dancers. Before you get dirty minded its not stripping. Although the dances they do have some erotic overtones its still classy.

Eva dances for the Drop Dead Dames Burlesque Revue. They have a host of lovely ladies that dance for them. If i’m lucky you’ll see them here at Oni Studio. Check out Eva dancing at one of their events.

If you have a quick minute become a fan of the Drop Dead Dames facebook page!

I’ll leave you with one of those odd moments that sometimes happen on a shoot. While we were in the parking lot a guy pulled up who knew Eva. He was carrying a pie and I asked him to present it to her. I gave no further instructions, and this is what happened. I was laughing my ass off but managed to get a decent shot.

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She closed the door to her cabin. The ship lazily rocked back and forth.

Her outfit for the evening lay out on the chair. For now she decided to lounge about in her underwear.

She made a Bloody Mary and turned on the old tube radio. A new band calling itself “Pink Floyd” softly entered the atmosphere.

She finished the drink and opened a silver cigarette case. She put one in her mouth and two hits of blotter underneath her tongue.

She’d need the effect of the blotter for her mission. She hoped Lucifer Sam would be playing then too.

She began to carefully apply her make up. No one must know, no one must suspect.

She was a highly trained operative in her majesties Secret Intelligence Service, or MI6 for short. She had a very special mission. Assassinate Lao She, a Shanghai crime lord and steal a talisman sacred to a book called the Necronomicon. Her name was Dr. Tittyana Jones.

She had never heard about the book and couldn’t care less about the talisman. But orders were orders.  She finished getting dressed. The first tinglings of the blotter began to creep on the edges of her consciousness.

She walked out of her room and toward the ships ballroom. Along the way she passed her silent partner, “short round”. He was a boy she had saved from starvation in Hong Kong. She entered the ballroom, spotted Lao and sat down.

Lao’s face swam, the blotter was in full effect. “Hello Dr. Jones, did you bring the idol Nurhachi?” Not only did she have the small statue, but she had inserted a small explosive charge inside of it. She placed the statue on the table. Lao picked it up and marveled at its beauty. “The talisman Lao, give it to me.” He placed a black box on the table. She opened it up.

The talisman lay inside, shining silver. It seemed to glow. She reached down to pick it up, fingers grasping the metal. An electric shock. Visions. Red sky cracking in half. A tentacle rising from the depth. An inhuman voice chanting….Ph’nglui mglw’nafh Cthulhu R’lyeh wgah’nagl fhtagn. The whisperer in darkness had returned. She didn’t know if it was real or the effect of the blotter. A sweat had broken out on her for-head and she began to feel sick.

She looked up. Lao and his man were laughing at her. He was holding up a vial of blue liquid. “Whats that?” She asked. “Poison for the antidote you just drank Dr. Jones! Return the talisman and i’ll give it to you.” Instead of giving up the talisman she stuck a knife in the nearest of his guards. The commotion knocked the antidote out of his hands and she raced to retrieve it. Gunfire erupted and the club became pandemonium. At last she jumped out the window and fell down three floors onto a canopy and bounced into her car drove by short round. They quickly sped off towards the airport, talisman in hand.

After high speed chases and a shoot out they arrived. Boarding the plane she turned around to see Lao exit his car. The blotter had twisted her face half mad. She smiled at him and shut the door. The plane took off, next stop, Calcutta.

She had came off the blotter during the ride, sleep overtook her and short round both. Unknown to her the pilots were in the employ of Lao She. They had been waiting for this opportunity and took the only two parachutes along with emptying the fuel tanks. They jumped from the plane and left them to their fate.

She woke up in a start. Something was wrong. The pilot cabin was open and no one was inside. She immediately knew what had happened, it looks like Lao She was going to have the last word after all…or would he?

To be continued…

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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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Introducing Melanie. She and I originally met online and quickly scheduled a Pinup type shoot.

Now I know that pinup images are very popular, but I rarely do them. They are usually very production heavy; involving multiple parties and expensive props.

These other parties consist of make up artist, prop masters, hair stylist, ect. Very few people work for free these days, and scheduling is a nightmare.

Melanie, who is a Marilyn Monroe impersonator here in San Diego was a bit different. She assured me that she was able to do her own hair and make up, and loved to shoot. She didn’t shoot for money either, but to make art. This was a breathe of fresh air!

Melanie wasn’t kidding about being able to do her own hair and make up. She showed up exactly as you see here and required very little editing. She was also a pleasure to shoot with. If your a photographer in the San Diego area you should definitely set up a shoot with her!

Unfortunately she isn’t on Model Mayhem at this present time, but she plans on getting an account soon.  I think we can all agree that she needs to get one!

Now this may come as a surprise, but do you know Melanie is 37% Chinese descent? Yes, I never would have guessed either. She is able to alter her appearance so drastically through the use of make up that its very hard to detect. Why is she not teaching make up skills? I have no clue.

When Melanie isn’t modeling she designs unique heels and plans on setting up shop on Etsy. She also makes radio appearances and levitates coffee cups.

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You all may remember Michele, she was the burlesque model who assaulted the infirm and elderly with lethal high heels.

What you may not know is that Michele and I submitted photos from the last shoot to a contest hosted by Temptress Fashion. Temptress Fashion is an awesome clothing boutique here in San Diego. They specialize in alternative, pinup, burlesque and working with the CIA to assassinate foreign dignitaries. One day I woke up, took a shower and then glanced at my phone. Their were about 7 notifications, this was unusual. I checked and lo and behold, Michele and I had won a $100.00 gift certificate! See, thats how awesome Temptress Fashion is to their customers!

After Michele picked up the gift certificate and redeemed it for a dress and a sexy corset at Temptress Fashion she called me up to schedule a shoot.

She said their was a problem though. Michele had recently been transferred to the old Detroit field office of NCIS and was chasing the cop killer and bank robber Clarence  Boddiker.

She and her partner had chased Clarence to an old factory and split up. However she was outsmarted and Clarence and his buddies had shot her to shit. She was being transported to the hospital where her employer Omni Consumer Products (OCP) had rebuilt her into a crime fighting super model.

She was programmed with three prime directives. 1. Serve the public trust. 2. Protect the innocent. 3. Uphold the law 4. CLASSIFIED

Before she went out on the road one of the OCP executives came up to her and said, “YOU ARE GONNA BE A BAD MOTHER FUCKER”.  Michele agreed, she loved to fuck peoples mothers.

Michele sent out to fight crime and get revenge on the people that shot her. One by one they all went down, Emil, Leon, until only Clarence was left. Ya see, their was a cancer in old Detroit. That cancer was crime, and Michele was the cure.

What Michele didn’t know is that Oni Studio and the CEO of Omni Consumer Products was in league with Clarence Boddiker.

When she found out she came to kill us. The only thing that saved us was directive 4, which results in immediate super model shut down in the event of an attempted murder/arrest of an Oni Studio executive.

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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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Its thanksgiving day as I write this.  My house is a wreck and a girl has told me that I suck and she doesn’t want to see me ever again. For some reason I start having cruddy luck around the holidays. However bad luck does have a couple of benefits. It gets me in a serious introspective mood to examine what exactly i’m doing right and wrong.

So what exactly am I doing right? Well I thought about it and I think i’ve finally got the knack of not setting the fire alarm off when I cook.

So what else? Well I guess i’ll have to take some advice from Bill Burr. Lie to myself about getting a six pack, go on OkCupid and meet boring women who i’ll pretend to have something in common with.

Have you had enough with my whining and complaining? Ok good, because i’d like to discuss this semi nude shoot I did. When I see nude work done by photographers i’m not really a fan. They either have the models splayed out like some hustler model or the model looks like she’s about to be executed.

Our model for this entry is Vón Feréve, and yes you’ve seen her on Oni Studio before.  She is an awesome model, shows up on time and requires very little direction. that last part is my favorite as I like to focus on the technical aspects of the shoot. So how do you go from regular portraits to steamy nude images without coming off as a pervo?

Truth is I have no idea. However I do have a couple of principles I shoot by. First, don’t come across as to eager to shoot nude. When I contact a model for a shoot I don’t immediately ask for it. Put yourself in the models shoes. They probably get multiple request for nude photography a day. Try and set yourself apart.

Finally, make sure you dump all the bodies and clean up before they arrive. No one likes taking their clothes off in a dirty house, so get your shit together.

The truth is that I have writers block like you wouldn’t believe. Usually I sit in front of the computer, clear my mind and a story appears. It doesn’t seem to be working today. Ok…clear my mind..type the first things you think about: Sepultura, Brazil, Laxatives, lesbians. I really don’t see this working today.

I guess i’ll just have to let the images speak for themselves. Von is my favorite model when it comes to all the props I have. I always search through my huge collection of weird shit and get it into her hands.  I used to get yelled at for using props. Looking back I can understand why. I had this collection of horror dolls and used to have the models hold them along with a bottle of mustard. Having trouble understanding? Don’t worry i’ve had enough Vodka and pickles to kill an entire elementary school.

There comes a time, thief, when the jewels cease to sparkle, when the gold loses its luster, when the throne room becomes a prison, and all that is left is to watch Conan until you have memorized the entire script.

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Lets call her Haydee. She asked me not to use her real name as she had enemies. That was fine with me, unlike the majority of the population I appreciate a girl with a little drama. It adds to the danger and makes things a bit more interesting.

I met her on Model Mayhem and after a few emails she agreed to meet up to talk about the boudoir shoot. We actually met twice. If you’ve shot with me before you know I always ask a model to call me before they arrive. When she called me I was surprised to hear a thick accent that i could not readily identify.  When I finally got down to her car I asked her about her accent and she told me she was from Peru.  We went up and spent about an hour talking about the shoot. We scheduled to shoot some steamy boudoir the next day and I was psyched!

Haydee showed up the next day ready for some serious boudoir shooting. We decided on the first outfits and she was ready with her hair and make up about 20 minutes later. If you’re a photographer in the San Diego area you need this girl in your portfolio!

Now not only was Haydee from Peru, but she was originally from a small jungle village. She eventually moved out of the village to Lima, the capital of Peru. Ya I know, you’re not here for a geography lesson.

Haydee was right at home in front of the camera with absolutely no fear.

So what does this bombshell do in her spare time?  She stays busy with hiking, trail running, and tries to work out at least five days a week.

Haydee doesn’t spend all her time out attacking bears on her hikes. She also does Zumba, weight lifting, yoga, and something called “body combat”.

Now personally, when I hear “body combat”, my mind goes straight to the gutter. However Haydee assured me its a legitimate form of exercise.

I took this shot more for my fellow photogra[hers out there to show the light set up I used. This was mainly a two light set up. I know three or four would have been better, (for me at least). But I wanted to show the variety you can get with the two lights. The model is about 4 feet from the backdrop. (Backdrop purchased at Serendipity Backgrounds)  I used an Einstein E640 to light the background and turned it so I could get a little spill on the model for a bit of rim light. The Alienbee key light had a stripbox modifier placed up high to direct the viewers to the models chest, and not her waistline. I know very few models who like attention directed to this area, and I aim to please.

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