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So I had a good day. It was completely fucked at work. So I ask my boss if I could get off early because I am suppose to meet a friend and talk photography. Her being the great person that she is, and might I mention one of the best photogs on the island she let me go. I get home and this little guy is waiting for me in my back yard. I think he has a little to much eye make-up on, but each his own



So I have known this guy for a couple of years, but he has different interest than me. We have a couple of things in common. One being his wife, which happens to be one of the best bartenders on the island. Tattoo's which he does out of his house, and of course photography. I am so chatting him up, showing him my gear. We are both pretty cool about the situation. I have seen a small amount of his work. He has a different style, and he tells me he does not edit his shit much. I am wondering, how the fuck you get there from here. He shoots on a totally different camera, with a totally different style of lens. He grabs my camera. He ask me a couple of questions about the camera operation, and fires off a couple of shots. It totally clicks, how this man achieves his images. It blew my mind. Yea the man has style, and he came as advertised. Anywho. We had a great meeting, exchanged ideas. Guess what? He going to draw up my next piece. I was like I will pay you for your time, and he says "don't bother I love to draw"

Great day!

I leave you with a little mellow



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