El Diablo

Every once in awhile there is a photo that is so foul and offensive that we can't pass it up. This one was snapped by one of our friends, Gutman, while we were in a little place called Sayulita, Mexico. Sunburned, hammered, and satanic, this guy is pretty much a work of art on his own. Sorry if it offends some of you. What you can't see here are the huge, freshly stitched wounds that look like the result of a knife fight, or a bottle fight, or dog fight, or, or, or. . .

Is that a bad case of gout in the subject's right pinkie finger? Hm.

Hey, at least it doesn't involve two girls and a cup.

Called Out.

Well, it finally happened. We were called out in the blogosphere. Well, eh hem, hmm, mainly it was my doing. Typical.

Jasmine doesn't even write on our blog that much, or any other ones for that matter (But she's great when she does) so we know it wasn't her. Still, nonetheless, she was attached, just like I am to her. See it all HERE.

So "bird." still lives. The only difference is now there's identification. Sort of like the Audubon books... but different. Yyyeah.

Obviously it was so profound, as you can tell by the high number of comments.

More blogosphere shtuff to come. Soon. Shooting tons of editorial this week, so a little tied up.

At At-Edge

So At-Edge recently redid their website. It's quite cool, actually, and instead of just showing a select handful of photographers on the home screen, it now cycles through all the photographers at random. This is nice, because when you're that big AB looking for your next photog, and you scurry to the At-Edge site, you might just see this, and then hire based off of that. Or you might go straight to who you were looking for in the first place. Either way, we like it. Shameless, indeed.