Thank you, Philly. You were good to me when I needed you last week.
It’s funny, the things that turn out to be connected.
It’s been fun to watch Abbie’s evolution.
I took this last Friday, as Hurricane Matthew approached.
She’d waited a year to do this shoot, and intended to go home with No. Fucking. Regrets.
It’s been awhile since I’ve done much studio work. I suppose the move out to the boonies is part of that. It’s been a little frustrating, to be honest, but with Sex Geek Summer Camp and Woodhull’s Sexual Freedom Summit coming up, I’m starting to get geared up again.
I’ve been wanting to get Tammy from behind the lens to in front of it for several years now, and it took the promise of a paint job to get her there