From the third (and longest) of yesterday’s DAY O’ PHOTO SHOOTS.
And I’ll tell ya, I’m burnt. In a good way, like I ran several more miles than usual. First we drove out to Santa Clarita, shot Tarryn and her band (all of whom were great fun to photograph, not a surly one in the bunch, and shit, there’s almost always one surly one, so fuck yeah!), then back home to shoot Stevie, who was wanting something other than the normal, she’d been doing a lot of stripped down, Urban Outfitters-style shoots, so I had make-up and hair make her look all wilded out, took her to the Bronson Caves.
AND THEN, it was off to downtown, where Sheila was putting on the final night of a giant performance piece, Sneaky Nietzche, which I’d been shooting for several weeks, as they put the whole thing together.
And jesus fuck, it was fantastic. Crazy, and fantastic.
Today I get to work some dinosaur thing at the Staples Center. I am hoping there are real dinosaurs, but am prepared for disappointment.
Damn fine Saturday.