AirStream.
Quit Yer Complainin’.
I Always Hear This Song.
Guard Your Grille.
And perhaps, “Watch your backside…”
I had buddies in college from New Jersey who used this as a motto. For those of you who don’t follow the title reference, it’s a bit obscure, but the lyrics are here.
A Guest Star.
The internet is filled with creative people.
One of them is Tanya Nichols of Cre8tn, a graphic design outfit she used to run here in Richmond, Virginia but has moved (along with her husband and family) to Northern Virginia.
She and I have developed a relationship via twitter (Here she is, BTW) where we talk about design and photography’s use in design related endeavors.
During one of our discussions, she mentioned wanting a crack at one of the images from this post. Once I’d emailed it though, she requested clouds and began to make it into the image you see below. I figured since she’d made the new photo, it was apropos to let her talk a little about it here on the blog (and thus get myself a little time off).
So, without further adieu, here’s Tanya:

Scott’s newest photography essay highlighting vintage autos brings sexy back to these oldie but goodies.
I fell for his Polaroids several months ago and the moment I saw his newest loves I could almost feel the yellow crying out for a wee bit of the PhotoShop magic.
I have to say many thanks to Scott for letting me play dressup with his artwork. He must have thought I was crazy as I documented most of the process through .gif images. Glad to say he survived my seizure inducing .gifs and hot darn it was absolutely a pleasure to work with him.
So. That said, I think this week I’ll unveil some of the snapshots I’ve been collecting lately. If you’re super interested, there’s an entire flickr group dedicated to this kind of thing. Have a gander.
‘Cause It’s the 4th.
Playground Shenanigans.
Lyrical.
It’s a Bird! It’s a…
I Know What Girls Like.
Lately, my daughter’s been pointing out trucks. She notices them all and it seemed like a good idea to get her one. I mean, she’s two and she already has a distinct fashion sense (several purses to choose from, shoes for different outfits, dresses galore…) so adding a little bit of mechanical interest just rounds her out.
I think we’ll have to get her a loader (she calls them tractors) to go with the dump truck, but for the moment, she’s a-okay. And why shouldn’t she be? Do boys deserve all the fun?









