Since this blog, as of late, has become particularly moribund, I might as well post bill paying work… which isn’t that much of an issue…. but since I had promised myself not to post commercial work way back when I began, what some dare call an adventure….I might have…..
But at this point my resolve has waned with time and the economy, my soul has wandered off in search of pheromones and my interest in keeping this electronic parchment entertaining and uselessly informational has fallen to an all time low….. which is by no means meant to demean the work below. I actually enjoy working on these projects. I love my crew, my clients and the roof over my head… without further “adooes”… What I really do for a livin’…. it’s a charmed life when you can get it…! (That one was for Samsung)…
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Wait? WHAT!!! :o
I was truly inspired!
I started hanging out at mortuaries,
lurking in cemeteries,
stalking undertakers on FB…
My new thing was to memorialize, my life’s blood to work with the no longer living.
You gave me hope, and now you’ve crushed my dreams :(
I thought the dead would be the new market. The recession, depression, digital proof – BULLET PROOF market. “:/
Nice stuff Oliver! Good to see the balance in your work.
After all is said and done, starving as an artist sucks.
Anyone picking up good clients today has something to talk about.
Will you ever forgive me..? nevertheless, and this I promise, I will die someday, far off in the future… and far off in the future, you will be able to go and piss on my grave…unless you are older and less fortunate than me…in such case I will go piss on yours..OK? you promise?…it’s a deal…! ;-)
Mi Hermano! We must sign this pact with the blood of our sliced thumbs. Keep in mind, should I shuffle of this mortal coil first, I may opt for a ‘sky burial’ . In which case you may find yourself pissing in the wind – hopefully down wind ;P
But not flagging that hedge a half stop…
I will still hold that against you forever!
I guess being excreted out of a vultures ass and onto a soccer mom’s Subaru’s windshield might work for me too…
LOL! :) They got vultures in Golden Gate Park… or Soccer Moms in Tibet?
We got lots of vultures both figurative ones and literal ones… BTW http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/c/a/2010/03/09/BAV01CD6K6.DTL
FYI…tibetan buddhism does not differentiate between where the soccer mons be at and when, where and what’s coming out of a vultures ass… and onto whom it is excreted…just sayin’, not judging…
I always knew you were a Whore! You Whore Bastard! May the T-Rex eat you, you SF Whore!!!!! Don’t forget your buying me lunch when I come an see you. Chow!
Dear Mr.Eager,
It is my understanding that true gents buy whores their lunch..!
Mr. Laude,
Excellent work!
It’s always refreshing to see honest hard work pay off.
Many other so-called photographers have to resort to complex facades and end up as total failures.