beautiful women and not-too-shabby guys

Here's something I've been meaning to post for awhile. It's a behind-the-scenes documentary about my friend Carla's portrait project called "See Real Women: Really See Women." She asked women when and where they feel beautiful and then photographed them in those places. The project hung at the Hartford Public Library and she put together a snazzy book with the images.



She also recently got a chance to photograph beautiful men when she was allowed to shoot a Duran Duran concert. Niiiiiice.

999 and counting

As of this writing, "How to be the perfect girlfriend" has been viewed 999 times since August. It hasn't gone viral as Denise promised, but it's not too shabby either.



Oddly enough, "Poop Ball" isn't too far behind "Perfect Girlfriend" in the views department. It's been seen 812 times. Not sure why people searched for it and I'm not sure I really wanna know.

My friend Sara tells me that Lexi has introduced a new phrase to her family's lexicon (she has a toddler). They say "poop ball" all the time! I'm not really sure what the context is but the possibilities are limitless.
On another note, there hasn't been too much activity on Scruffins Multimedia for a couple of reasons. I've been busy tending to my daily blog, 366 Images and Carter and I are storyboarding a new stop-motion animation film incorporating this gift Michelle gave me for Chrismukkah.

Scruffy, are you out there somewhere?

Suzanne Perez Tobias has written a touching, investigative piece about our fuzzy friend. Scruff, we'll find you soon.

I have accepted the challenge

Denise was inspired by this collection of studio pictures and has issued a blogger challenge to post our own. I visited the vault this morning and found a few, um, gems.


Somebody looks a little grumpy. I think this was taken during America's Bicentennial Year of 1976. What's with the funky knee patch?


Probably the cutest pic of me ever. I'm guessing it was taken in 1979. Gotta love the double-exposure.


Messy moppet much? I look like an orange ragamuffin. My style definitely went downhill in 1980. And I STILL have that awful cowlick.



I'm also posting this picture of my sister Gretchen because I think it's too freakin' cute.

We must find Scruffy!

I saw this sign today at the Dillons in Wellington. I've seen plenty of missing animal fliers at the grocery store, but this one is a first.

If you spot Scruffy, please call (620) 399-8499.

UPDATE: Ace Eagle reporter Suzanne Perez Tobias is working on the case of the missing Scruffy. More details to come.

My very own archaeological dig

I went to get the paper this morning and found a treasure peeking through the thawing snow. It was the Saturday, December 22, 2007 edition of The Wichita Eagle that was covered during that awful snowstorm that pounded us that day. How did I make it through that day without my Eagle?

I might put this fantastic find up on eBay. Any early bidders? I do accept PayPal.

Anyone else find anything interesting underneath the thawing snow?

A wonderfully musical year

CRG and I had our very first date a year ago today. We went to Red Bean's Bayou Grill for dinner and later stopped in at Jerry's where the band just happened to ask him to play a few solos.

It's been the greatest year of my life. We've had many adventures and I've heard a whole bunch of music (below is a highlight reel, including our first date).

We are forming a Cajun band called the "Mudbugs"and we already have a gig in a few months. I'll be playing drums with CRG on the fiddle/vocal, Greg on the accordion/vocal, Big Dan on musical washboard, Brian on guitar, EZ Money on bass, and Erin on triangle/vocal/fashion coordinator (the triangle is a must in a Cajun band).

A new year brings another blog

My friend Carla in Connecticut and I have teamed up to create a new blog called "366 Images (Times Two)." We each plan to shoot one picture a day this entire hopping Leap Year. Check it out here.

Here are our two pics from day one.

Here's Carla's pic. She was chillin' in Vermont over the holiday.

Here's my pic from Wellington, Kansas. "Auld Lang Syne" on ye old bagpipe.

Piping In The New Year

We started out last night at Denise's party and we ended the evening in Wellington with champagne and bagpipes. Greg (of the Ewing clan) piped a fantastic performance of "Auld Lang Syne" that I was hoping to share with you. Unfortunately, I didn't press record. Oops. The saddest part of this tale is that I was completely sober at the time.

I did shoot footage of Greg playing Scotland's national anthem that I know you'll enjoy. You might want to turn down the volume a tad. That is one loud instrument (says the girl who plays the drums).