Whoops

This is a lot later than it should be, and I have no excuse worthy of mentioning, aside from just life being what is.

Zach moved to Athens be close to old friends. Right after he moved into a town home on the east side of town, he went cruising around downtown with a buddy to look for jobs and submit applications. Instead, they came across a tattoo parlor and decided it would be a better use of the day to get a tattoo. That's impulse for you.

He's a geek after my own heart.

All the world

"All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players." -- As You Like It.



Sorry, little pressed for time, story later!

Ciao, y'all ...

Blasted cow ...

Hey ... cow ... would you ... dammit, cow, stop biting my subject!



Silly cow ... calf, whatever ...

Ms. G

I realize that something I haven't really been considering with these tattoo pictures is the story behind the tattoo. I'll starting adding a short interview about them, make the stories more relevant to the photo.

Shot this one of Ms. G and her phoenix on the second floor of the Holmes-Hunter building this morning. I wasn't sure whether or not to stick with the monotone of the "dry run" with Colin, or to do color, so I put up one of each. Isn't the nearly infinite storage capacity of the 'net a nifty thing?


As always, there are some things I'd do different (maybe *will* do differently) if I could shoot it again. Hindsight, 20/20, blah blah blah.