Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Sunday, February 18, 2007
A-track
A-Track.
Ziggy
Ziggy
Wearin' the ace of clubs. The wacky woman likes clubs.
42. The answer to the meaning of life (but what is the question?), and according to this lady and me, lucky. We love it. It is the number, these days.
Guns, alcohol, gambling, and sexiness. Where is debauchery, it feels left out! Ziggy, the drunken, crooked sherrif. Cheers!
-s.
Ace
The urban ninja! I have seriously never seen him wear sunglasses before this. (And I straightened his hair. I burnt my finger, too!) I don't know, I never have luck with shooting dudes, I suppose this was alright, but so many didn't turn out at all. Also, it would be a darn shame if you were not listening to Coheed & Cambria.
-s.
Sunday, February 4, 2007
Garcia.
Saturday, February 3, 2007
Garcia.
Garcia: this is a bit different from what I normally do, but I like it anyways. It's dark. The bottom picture makes her look like she's in the Hobbit mafia. The top one has to do with longing - thats why I made it blue.
He swore to show them - outlast them all, and someday they would see him standing tall. He’d never give in, no, not back down, I hope they never give up on his sound. (They had no idea what keeps the beast alive.)
-s.
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