Open Book

By Gnarls Barkley.

The song is off the hook....in fact the whole album 'The Odd Couple', rocks my socks. Toss the Raconteurs into the mix, and I am on the brink of musical orgasm.


I have a lot of retouching to catch up on...I recently did a shoot with a Realdoll and a Realgirl. The model was awesome, seeing as she gave me 110% to make the photos work- and they look amazing!!! I'll post them soon.... On the photographic tip I have so much stuff to tell you- that it's too late to start that dialogue tonight. My next blog entry will have so much to say about where I am with my 'career', because an update is long over due.


sweet dreams...


*the above photo is my Realdoll face Jamie Anderson- shot in the new crib, with copious amounts of natural light.



have a good weekend... I know I plan on having one.

Vacant...

Your face is pretty, but your character is dirty.

Moving SUCKS!!!

Friday is the official day, and because of Julianas passing I am a little under pressure. When I am settled- I will go see an exibit at a gallery in Soho where a Realdoll is on display. Visit the gallery website @ www.bitmaps.com and read about it- any doll related news is exciting to me!!!!

I am busy packing...so I've gotta run!


*the above photo is of Daniela V. spanking one of my dolls...nice boobs, huh?

Remember...

...this poem. It was read by the priest at Julianas funeral yesterday, and it really rings true for everybody.






The Dash
by Linda Ellis


I read of a man who stood to speak
at the funeral of a friend.
He referred to the dates on her tombstone
from the beginning...to the end.

He noted that first came the date of her birth
and spoke of the following date with tears,
but he said what mattered most of all
was the dash between those years.

For that dash represents all the time
that she spent alive on earth...
and now only those who loved her
know what that little line is worth.

For it matters not, how much we own;
the cars....the house...the cash.
What matters is how we live and love
and how we spend our dash.

So think about this long and hard...
are there things you'd like to change?
For you never know how much time is left.
(You could be at "dash midrange.")

If we could just slow down enough
to consider what's true and real,
and always try to understand
the way other people feel.

And be less quick to anger,
and show appreciation more
and love the people in our lives
like we've never loved before.

If we treat each other with respect,
and more often wear a smile...
remembering that this special dash
might only last a little while.

So, when your eulogy's being read
with your life's actions to rehash...
would you be proud of the things they
say about how you spend your dash?


*the above photo is Catie Lee looking like fine art- which Juliana loved.