It was a dark and oily day. The man said he was my friend. He looked a little like Hank Williams, Jr. That should have tipped me off. I don’t even know Hank Williams, Jr. But I played along for a while, until he drew down on me. Then I had to shoot him. Sometimes you’ve got to do what you’ve gotta do. Sometimes you got to shoot and not talk.
Hey folks! Guess what? I started a new blog. This one will be all about my robot. And by that, I mean photographs of my stuffed robot that my mother got me as a gag gift a few years ago (I’m 39, not 12). Anyway, I decided to do a series of photos with the bot, placing him in odd settings and situations. I really wanted to see what made this guy tick (so to speak). I will be taking some new shots over time. Hope you have fun looking at ’em.