2 posts tagged “sam”

Dude, I don't know what I do with my days (I need to work a lot harder, that's for sure) but I haven't put actual content in here in a while. It's really weird. I'm afraid I'll lose my thoughts. Hah.

Today I randomly decided that given all my upcoming photo gigs, I needed to get back in touch with what I'm telling people to do when I pose them. Also, I'm every bit as narcissistic as other people are but nobody ever takes my pictures. At the same time, I'm too lazy to play with tripods. The ugly truth is out.

So Sam was gracious enough to hit up the Drag and Laguna with me for some practice. I guess he got some more recent portraiture under his belt and I got some really fun, pretty photos out of it. :) Thanks a lot, guh.

I paid him in Jamba Juice before and Tap House after, and whatever random photography/modeling/posing tips I have picked up in various magazines. (My feeble justification for my insatiable curiosity)

First, the ones I took:

"Sam needs a girl to ...be his wife..."

Angry model. Testing this out to see if it's a pose that'll work for headshots. Hah. Cropped, tweaked with acid action, vignetted corners.

Typical Kat, typical post-processing

Sulky brat. Acid wash

Too much sugar. Normal pp

Detached tourist. This was a super-blown-out shot. I tweaked the curves way down, processed the colors in the acid action and then muted the saturation

Ever since Oliver made a snarky comment years ago about how narcissistic I am, I haven't posted many pictures of just myself on this blog (you jerk). So here or here are the rest. I like them lots, and you'll probably see them cycling around as profile pictures for a long while.

In similarly related news, I bought a 30D today. It'll be coming soooooon, I hope. Then I'll be so awesome. I haven't decided what to do with the 20D yet, but it'll be around for at least, at least another week.

Real post later.

It didn't even start out so wild! I woke up today around 4 from staying up late to help Oliver and Olivia move. TiSA people went out to Kyoto's for happy hour around 5, and I completely had a blond moment when I got all the MATH right, but freaked out over the total being wrong (because I had forgotten to add the credit-card-parts with the cash-parts).

Around midnight everyone finally got around to 6th. It was just Shawn, Sam, H and I. We kinda bummed around and played and stuff, and I barely had anything because I hadn't eaten enough today. Right before we left, we went to Chuggin' Monkey. Sam and H went to the bathroom, and Shawn and I ordered three Four Horsemen for them. Erm, we told Sam it was a jager bomb and he tossed down his first one. His face was priceless. But then we got him an amaretto sour chaser and he... proceeded to down the next two.

Following came a very interesting verbal exchange. Since my point is not to embarrass him, I will not mention the content of the discussions nor the videos that were made, but I will document it here for future memories.