More of Nick Littlemore

More stage make up

My Stage make-up class

Because I can............

A small look at the redlands comic expo, from feb of this year, another on in sept.

Clarification

I just wanted to clarify that all of these pictures with the exception of the Nick Littlemore post have been shot by me. This is my work my photography. If you like it great, if not well ok. Either way it's my work.

Figure study..........

Retro graded continued

Retro Graded......

Real men lyrics by tori amos

"Real Men"

Take your mind back - I don't know when
Sometime when it always seemed
To be just us and them
Girls that wore pink
And boys that wore blue
Boys that always grew up better men
Than me and you
What's a man now - what's a man mean
Is he rough or is he rugged
Is he cultural and clean
Now it's all change - it's got to change more
'Cause we think it's getting better
But nobody's really sure
And so it goes - go round again
But now and then we wonder who the real men are
See the nice boys - dancing in pairs
Golden earring golden tan
Blow-wave in the hair
Sure they're all straight - straight as a line
All the gays are macho
Can't you see their leather shine
You don't want to sound dumb - don't want to offend
So don't call me a faggot
Not unless you are a friend
Then if you're tall and handsome and strong
You can wear the uniform and I could play along
And so it goes - go round again
But now and then we wonder who the real men are
Time to get scared - time to change plan
Don't know how to treat a lady
Don't know how to be a man
Time to admit - what you call defeat
'Cause there's women running past you now
And you just drag your feet
Man makes a gun - man goes to war
Man can kill and man can drink
And man can take a whore
Kill all the blacks - kill all the reds
And if there's war between the sexes
Then there'll be no people left
And so it goes - go round again
But now and then we wonder who the real men are

Song to the Siren

On the floating, shapeless oceans


I did all my best to smile

til your singing eyes and fingers

drew me loving into your eyes.



And you sang "Sail to me, sail to me;

Let me enfold you."



Here I am, here I am waiting to hold you.

Did I dream you dreamed about me?

Were you here when I was full sail?



Now my foolish boat is leaning, broken love lost on your rocks.

For you sang, "Touch me not, touch me not, come back tomorrow."

Oh my heart, oh my heart shies from the sorrow.

I'm as puzzled as a newborn child.

I'm as riddled as the tide.

Should I stand amid the breakers?

Or shall I lie with death my bride?



Hear me sing: "Swim to me, swim to me, let me enfold you."

"Here I am. Here I am, waiting to hold you."

Random Pics for my random life.............A picturial

New York, New York hotel in Las Vegas

Crystal Chathedral in the O.C.

Moses

Jesus

Mario

Vivi

Mario

Samoria

The Rock

Jessica

John

 

Alfredo