HAPPY HALLOWEEN!
We do costume and makeup regularly ("show people," you know), and refer to it as "amateur night." But it is my favorite holiday, and it's suddenly turned from Winter to Summer-like outside, so I'll go and meet the ghosts of Anapolis MD. Wishing everyone a delightful all hallows eve... Here's my costume (actually it's the makeup for the climax of "The Facts in the Case of M. Valdemar"):
I've also finished the Script and the graphic. Here's the graphic (more or less):
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WARNING: Self Indulgent Whining Alert!
I feel alone.
Or am I just lonely?
I had decided to live.
I had faith in life.
I had in myself.
I could look at life with hope.
I could face the world without fear.
Before she left.
Seems another lifetime ago.
A thousand years or more.
Tens of thousands of tears ago.
I think of her
And see her so clearly
I could touch her.
I could.
But I can't.
You see... Just before my father died (August), my girlfriend of a decade and a half tells me she just can't be my girlfriend any more. Just out of the blue. Just like that. At the moment, we're not a couple but we are still cohabitating (yes, it's a bit tense, and, yes, it's logistically and ecconomically necessary, but I'm not sure how long it can be sustained). I'm still thinking it over, but I'm thinking it's over. It's over. All over all over all over. For better or wrose, I will survive.
We do costume and makeup regularly ("show people," you know), and refer to it as "amateur night." But it is my favorite holiday, and it's suddenly turned from Winter to Summer-like outside, so I'll go and meet the ghosts of Anapolis MD. Wishing everyone a delightful all hallows eve... Here's my costume (actually it's the makeup for the climax of "The Facts in the Case of M. Valdemar"):
I've also finished the Script and the graphic. Here's the graphic (more or less):
:WARNING: Self Indulgent Whining Alert!
I feel alone.
Or am I just lonely?
I had decided to live.
I had faith in life.
I had in myself.
I could look at life with hope.
I could face the world without fear.
Before she left.
Seems another lifetime ago.
A thousand years or more.
Tens of thousands of tears ago.
I think of her
And see her so clearly
I could touch her.
I could.
But I can't.
You see... Just before my father died (August), my girlfriend of a decade and a half tells me she just can't be my girlfriend any more. Just out of the blue. Just like that. At the moment, we're not a couple but we are still cohabitating (yes, it's a bit tense, and, yes, it's logistically and ecconomically necessary, but I'm not sure how long it can be sustained). I'm still thinking it over, but I'm thinking it's over. It's over. All over all over all over. For better or wrose, I will survive.
edmark:
hah, very true johnny.. I gave you short notice on the assignment, unfortunately and had to go ahead and shoot on Saturday and pick my own story. I was going to do the Fall of the house of Usher, your suggestion, which came to me as well, but I wanted it to be more obscure.. I chose the Imp of the Perverse. I haven't read the story yet, but I thought the title was enough to go on. I should actually go read the story. The title and Author are both very visible in the shots 
I bet this set will go up because it's pretty interesting. I actually had a haunting at the hotel I shot (and slept) at, an old unrefurbished hotel established in the 1800s... Apparently the lights I had set up were of particular interest to the resident spirits. At one point I walked away from the set and the lights started flashing repeatedly for almost a minute.... then I soberly announced "please stop" and at that, the flashing ceased. 
I bet this set will go up because it's pretty interesting. I actually had a haunting at the hotel I shot (and slept) at, an old unrefurbished hotel established in the 1800s... Apparently the lights I had set up were of particular interest to the resident spirits. At one point I walked away from the set and the lights started flashing repeatedly for almost a minute.... then I soberly announced "please stop" and at that, the flashing ceased.
edmark:
You rock, Johnny, THANKS!!!!!!! 
