Saturday Night Lights

After drinking a total of one beer each after four hours, Mik and I realised how much Saturday nights had changed, since the last time we can remember going clubbing in Northbridge...

Tonight I wanted to do some studio lighting practice and there is no better way to do it than to experiment with your mate and be each others model. No one else will put up with the technical natter and longevity.

Here are my favourite shots.

And no, Mik, that's not drool on my chin, it's a awkwardly placed mole.

Superman meets Super Ted?

We pondered have permanent air hair and how you would get into a car door.

Now all he needs to do is write a book so we can use this on the inside back cover.

I'm starting to think that a model with makeup can look hot no matter what the lighting. But the normal folks, like us, need more help. It's an intricate process of which I am determined to become a master. (I'm giving myself the next decade to work it out).

[current mood] Orange Truffles & *flash*