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The Ant and the Husband took all of these process photos during the run up and production of Midsummer and I am so grateful.

Here we have the amazing S and A stitching beads to things and yes, we were stitching and gluing literally to seconds before standing in front of my camera. That’s how it works. You’re never “ready”. You’re just ready enough. And that means having a crew that’s dedicated and enthusiastic and amazing, which all of these women were. The absolute joy they were to work with is almost impossible to put into words.

I just took the photos. All the ladies I’m about to show you brought it to life.

* * *

Print sale continues! Help me and the fam pay off the Mouse’s bills from her trip to the ER at the beginning of the month, offset the Ant’s meds that insurance doesn’t cover and new glasses, the van needing tires, and new shoes for the girls!

Print sale is here!

You can send tips here! angela.n.hunt at gmail.com

Here’s my link for Patreon!

And remember, spreading the word matters and means a ton to me (and my fam)! If you don’t have a dollar to spare, just telling folks helps. It really does.

Thank you!

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When we moved into this place, this is what I had to work with:

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This is what it is now:

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Yeah.

Here’s the silly bit. As far as I’m concerned, it’s still not where I want it. Another year or so, the garden should be fully established. The area under the fruit trees especially should finally be coming fully back and rehabilitated.

I knew when we moved in here that I wanted to use the yard for a project. When Midsummer rolled around, it was a no brainer.

I keep these pictures around as a reminder of how far things have come, especially when the Bad Brain wants to tell me that I haven’t accomplished anything. All I have to do is look at *that*.

* * *

Print sale continues! Which is necessary, because now the Mouse’s bills from her trip to the ER at the beginning of the month have begun arriving and insurance doesn’t cover everything. (A fact that always boggles my mind.) Help me offset the Ant’s meds that insurance doesn’t cover and new glasses, the van needing tires, and new shoes for the girls!

In good news though, I seem to be coming out of the depression and I am waiting on an appointment with my doc. Here’s to getting me fixed up.

Print sale is here!

You can send tips here! angela.n.hunt at gmail.com

Here’s my link for Patreon!

And remember, spreading the word matters and means a ton to me (and my fam)! If you don’t have a dollar to spare, just telling folks helps. It really does.

Thank you!

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Or in this case, flies in my backyard.

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Days before the Midsummer shoot, my amazing model, A, showed up with her silks rig and set it up in the backyard. It’s been here ever since. It’s the best conversation starter ever.

* * *

The processing of photos has begun. It’s slow going, but it’s going.

In personal news, things have been…interesting. The husband’s car broke down to undriveable. Since this is his only vehicle for getting to and from work and the van isn’t up for the commute he makes, I am asking that you support my Patreon, or send a tip, or buy many prints at my print sale, please and thank you! Yes, there’s a print sale!

Print sale is here!

You can send tips here! angela.n.hunt at gmail.com

Here’s my link for Patreon!

This on top of the Ant needing meds that insurance doesn’t cover and new glasses, the van needing tires, the lack of shoes (seriously, baby needs a new pair) and I appear to be in the grips of a serious depressive episode following on the heels of a summer cold.

Well, when it rains, it pours.

And remember, spreading the word matters and means a ton to me (and my fam)! If you don’t have a dollar to spare, just telling folks helps. It really does.

Thank you! (For real.)

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I am returned from vacation!

And am immediately booked from now till…let’s just not say. I have somewhat caught up from the week off and had way more fun than was probably legal, but that’s all good. Vacations should be fun. Last one I took wasn’t one and was over a year and some change ago.

Yeah. No bueno.

At least this time when the vacation was over, I didn’t find out that we’d been evicted. WIN!

So, I’m a bit in the weeds, but I am still alive. I’ve finally got a handle on the novel and I’m shooting a wedding this weekend. Weekend after next, I’m at WyrdCon and on a panel about small press/publishing on that Sunday morning. Great fun! If you’re there, stop by and say hi. I don’t bite. Well, only if you ask.

We’re also closing in on the last hours of the Midsummer campaign and we still need all the help we can get, even if it’s just a signal boost. $10 will get you a 5×7 postcard sized print! How awesome is that? And seriously, this is going to be amazing.

Check it out! And remember, every little bit helps!


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Anji in Paris 1996 III (unretouched)

So here’s a shot that Barrie took of me near the Louvre. I did some minor retouching. The yellow is massive water damage.

Here is ScanCafe’s retouch.

Yeah. Way better than mine.

It’s weird, looking back on these particular photos, because a) I didn’t take them and b) they’re of me. At this point, I had started writing Strange Weather. I viscerally remember *this* day in particular. I remember everything about it. The chill of the day. The food we ate. The way I felt about the Louvre and everything in it. How we went back to our room that evening and I ended up writing and writing and writing.

It’s a feeling I miss, because I haven’t been writing much lately beyond blogs and work related writing that isn’t fiction.

My skin is starting to itch.

It’s not unlike how I feel about the fact that I haven’t been able to run for six weeks. But today hopefully changes all of that. Today, I’m heading out for three easy miles, even if all I do is mostly walk. Today, I’m cranking the music and sitting down with my novel, even if only for fifteen minutes.

I owe it to the girl there in the pictures.

* * *

In other news, we’re also at 8% funded for Midsummer! Thank you, supporters!!! We still have a ways to go, but we’re moving. Yay! Remember, it’s for the excellent cause of subverting Shakespeare, possibly naked women, and making sure said naked women are fed and driven down here. Check it out!

A Midsummer Night’s Fevre Dream

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Hey folks!

If you missed it yesterday, I am thrilled to announce that the campaign for A Midsummer Night’s Fevre Dream is now live!

Most of you know I have been consistently working with the same model, Heidi Kobara (better known to folks as the Mad Model), for nigh on to twenty years now. For years, I have been trying to get her to come here to Los Angeles, to attend the annual Labyrinth of Jareth masquerade and ball put on by Sypher, an event going on seventeen years here in Lotus Land.

This year, she finally said yes.

And in reward for my devotion and persistence, she is bringing with her ten additional actors and dancers. Not just for the ball.

But to make magic in my backyard.

What started as a frenzied set of texts between us, has now turned into a new photo series and an opportunity to do scenes from Shakespeare’s “A Midsummer Night’s Dream” with an all female cast of performers over the course of two days, while also creating costumes, props, and jewelry for each performer to wear and keep, as well as an incredible new series of art and art pieces for all of you.

That’s right. All women. All the time. Subverting Shakespeare and standing the tradition on its head, since once upon a time, only men were allowed on the stage. Considering the way things are lately, it seemed an idea that REALLY needs to be done. It’s not the first of it’s kind. All female troupes of Shakespearean actors exist right now. But I’ve not seen anything like what I have planned and I went looking.

Anyway, Heidi and I already have the players and the location for the fevre dream, and I’ve already begun work on costumes, props, and jewelry, with the help of players and supporters here in LA. All that remains is to raise money for gas and food, as my models wing their way to me from Northern California. Anything raised over that will go towards better props, better perks, and reimbursing the models for their time.

We don’t need much, but your help can make the difference between creating a small dream and creating a phantasmagoria of decadent beauty.

Check it out! And remember, even just spreading the word helps us more than we can say.

From the bottom of our hearts, thank you!

Angela & Heidi

A Midsummer Night’s Fevre Dream

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Behind the Guitar scenes

Behind the Guitar scenes II

And here’s what the studio looked like at the time I was working this past time with the Mad Model, complete with the Bean and the Mouse in residence.

This will actually be the last time that I share this sort of thing here on the blog. You’ll still see finished work, but one of the perks for my patrons over at my Patreon page is that they get to see the work first, and all of the outtakes/behind-the-scenes.

I argued with myself about it a bit, but I very much want there to be a value to that particular venue that isn’t just “get shit first”. I am, after all, the person who consistently waits for the trades on comic books. If there’s no reason to support a certain format beyond “get it first”, there’s a large contingent of folks who won’t, and I want my Patreon page to be successful and of specific value to folks. Otherwise, it’s just another version of my tip jar and that’s not been particularly useful for me. I know the tip jar works for some folks, but not so much for me. So. Specific value offered/add.

So. Last hurrah for this here on the blog. Enjoy!

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Raven Over Salt River

While I was busy trying not to fall into the canyon, there were these two ravens who at times were close enough to touch, if too fast to shoot. The fact that I got any usable shots at all are a testament to the new rig.

* * *

The campaign has come to a close and funded at nearly half of what I had hoped for, but that’s perfectly okay. I’ve been in talks with a few folks about what to do with the rest privately, so things are percolating there.

In the meantime, I have pulled more negatives and packed them up and today they go to ScanCafe. In a month, I should have the scans back and then the hard work of processing and fulfilling perks begins.

I’m excited to see some old friends.

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Desert Argonath

And from Tucson, I drove North…

Right before I left, James texted me the following comment about hitting Salt River Canyon. “Don’t fall in.”

And I read that and went, “Oh ha ha, very funny, James.”

And then I got there.

And went.

HOLY SHIT, DON’T FALL IN. HE WASN’T KIDDING. O.O

Because you get to that part of the road and it narrows to two lanes and a brutally enforced 25 mph speed limit and depending on where you are on the road, a sheer vertical drop right off one side or the other of the road. Like whoa. Like thank the gods for growing up in NoCal and commuting on Hwy 17, because if I didn’t have experience on those sorts of roads, scare the shit out of you driving.

And then there were things like that. *points up at picture*

James had said that this section of country looked like something out of the Lord of the Rings. Holy shit, he wasn’t kidding. Because I got to this one turn out, leapt out of the car and…just stood. And stared. That is where the Salt River cuts through the rock and you cannot tell me that your imagination does not automatically paste in the Argonath. That Isildur and Anárion shouldn’t be standing *right fucking there* and suddenly, the Salt River is the Anduin and beyond should be Nen Hithoel and beyond that, the northern march of Gondor, the White City somewhere beyond, waiting for you…

(Yes. I am that Tolkien geek.)

I stood there and nearly cried.

There are places in the World where your heart suddenly becomes too big for your body. Standing there in the literal middle of nowhere with only two ravens for company, mine jumped out of body and ran away.

It’s still out there.

And I am so happy for it.

* * *

34 hours to go on the campaign…

http://www.indiegogo.com/project/badge/422465/12262

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Last Sunset

Sep. 2nd, 2013 06:37 pm
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Final Sunset of the Trip

This was the last sunset before I got in the car and drove to northern Arizona.

It was perfect.

* * *

It has been a very…interesting…and challenging Labor Day weekend, so far, but I am holding that today, Labor Day itself will be peaceful and quiet. I’ve got nothing planned beyond puttering with fabric and string and grilling steaks this evening. I’m also going to get a nap, because in my current life, that’s rather the height of hedonism. I know. Living la vida loca over here.

I did buy myself flowers. I keep forgetting how such a simple thing makes me feel good and happy. It’s the sort of thing that Ramit would call a Big Win. And it’s the first thing that I drop when I get stressed. Not a good habit. So it’s on the list of things to do consistently. Buy flowers. Put them in my office. Right now they are white, pink, and purple carnations that smell like spice.

* * *

It’s the final hours of the campaign as I write this, 61 right now as I look and it made some huge jumps in the last couple of days. Right now, it’s at 37% from 25% last I looked. That’s a big deal and I spent the day before yesterday pulling more negatives and bagging them up for the box going to ScanCafe. I also dug through more boxes in the garage and discovered negatives that were not with the others, but were ones I had thought lost. Here’s hoping that the others that are missing are equally misplaced and not gone forever.

A lot can happen in 61 hours.

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Horseshoes

Aug. 29th, 2013 11:48 pm
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Horseshoes

Just a still life of the sort of thing that you find laying around a working horse ranch.

* * *

Today is better. I don’t know if it’s just because I got to drive the husband’s old Z3 on a clear freeway with the top down, the sun baking my head, and the wind in my hair, listening to George Michael, or what, but I will take it. I feel better than I have in a while and today has been good.

Hugely productive day too. Got part of the garage cleared out, swept, one of my photo floods hung, and the green screen drop pinned to the wall. Though I really really really need a ladder. I am just too damn short. That and a swamp cooler so me and any models don’t melt are the next priority things for that space.

Best part is that I’ve been feeling uninspired lately, and just the act of cleaning and hanging and fussing started to fill my head with ideas of images I want to create. Costumes I want to create for my models to wear. Jewelry and props for them to pose with. And of course, the ever present desire for a wind machine.

Don’t judge me.

So. Yeah.

Chewing on some ideas.

In the meantime, the campaign is resting at 25%. I bagged up a few more of the negatives. Six days to go. Keep spreading the word! It’s not over yet.

http://www.indiegogo.com/project/badge/422465/12262

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Yellow Column

This was at the end of a driveway to a house that was for sale and was so wonderfully incongruous that I had to take a picture.

* * *

Today was a very mixed bag with some amazing highs and some pretty crap lows. It seems to be ending on the high side, for which I am grateful. As soon as I get the girls in bed, I’m plugging in my headphones and getting some writing in.

In the high/good news, the campaign got some great support today and jumped from 18% to 25%. I honestly couldn’t do more than just sit here, doing the whole, “there’s something in my eye, move along,” thing, I was just so touched and grateful. Once I’m done writing, if it’s not too late, I’ll be pulling from the second tier negatives to add to the batch that is already to go.

Seven more days to go…

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Sunset III

Aug. 27th, 2013 10:21 pm
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Sunset III

One of the spectacular sunsets in the desert. I swear, I could just sit outside every night and just stare at the sky.

* * *

We’re back to sterilizing the house again. We just can’t seem to eradicate the head lice from either child and it is destroying our water bill. At this point, I am seriously contemplating shaving the girls’ heads. But moving on. We will get through this.

I needed to wash my workout clothes anyway.

The campaign moved the needle a tiny bit yesterday, but remains at 18% with 8 days to go or $595 out of the $3,224 needed. Let’s keep the word going!

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Aug. 26th, 2013 09:56 pm
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Sun going down. Some smell or sound in the distance that only they can hear.

And the light like rays of heaven.

* * *

I am working away over here. There’s 9 days left to go on the campaign and it remains at 18% funded. I still haven’t given up hope. A lot can happen. I know I keep saying it, but trust me. I’ve seen it happen. And even if it doesn’t, that money will save some negatives. So, it all works out.

In the meantime, I have started brainstorming my next Columbia Rising shoot and no surprise, it’s going to involve fire. I can’t really imagine Her without it. So, I’ve sourced what I want to use. Though it amuses me greatly that I’m going to need a fire safety assistant. Some of the things I want to do aren’t particularly dangerous, but I know for models who may not have played with fire as much as I have, knowing that there’s one person dedicated to watching them handle the props while holding a fire blanket goes a long way to relaxing them and helping them pose.

I know it helps me.

I’m also back to beating my head against the novel. I don’t have time to be blocked, so I’m just powering through it. The damn thing can be awful. I’ll fix it in post. It just needs to get written.

And in between all of that, I’m sewing again. It’s nice to be costuming. I’ve missed it horribly. It also helps that I have a lot of folks that I can dress now, even if there are no dance societies down here.

So there we are on a beautiful Monday.

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Desert Bunny III

The thing that amused me the most about the bunnies on the ranch were the absolute fearlessness. They cared not a whit that I was there or that I stalked them around the grounds, taking pictures. They’d bail if I got too close, but for the most part, I got pretty close and they were very much, “Whatever.”

* * *

Bunch of different updates…

As of today and for the next three days, my latest book, Unformed, is available for *free* for the Kindle and for the Kindle app. It’s DRM free, because we don’t believe in that stuff, and in my humble opinion, a good, light, fun read. If you like spies and assassins and death demons. You know. Light reading. You can find it here!

And the campaign holds steady at 18% with 12 days to go. Last night, I bagged and sealed the most damaged and rare of the negatives that I could for the amount that it’s raised so far, which came out to only 18 rolls of color negative, 4 rolls of black and white (it’s more expensive to process), and 10 boxes of slides, which comes to approximately 1000 images, give or take. About .7% of what’s here. Yeah. But something is something! And that’s all that matters.

A lot can happen in 12 days. And in the meantime, I have made the first plans for my next shoot for Last of the Wild Horses. As Uncle Walt said: “Keep moving forward.”

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Aug. 22nd, 2013 10:47 pm
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This is Tia, if memory serves. She had the most striking coloring and very much wanted to be my friend when I was there, but Khepera was having none of that.

I miss him.

* * *

Today I am still not up to speed. The migraine has eased down to less pain, but isn’t gone, so this is one of my cluster ones, which bites like hell. Worst I ever had lasted for seven days. On average, they last for three. Meds aren’t touching this one. If it’s not better by Saturday, I will have to call the doc.

It’s ridiculously hot and bright too. I’m not used to hot weather this late (ha!) in the summer. On the westside, it’s already gray and cool. Here in the valley, we continue to cook. Acclimation is taking a while. Right now, I’m waiting for the sun to go down so I can go run. Yes, I’m still going to run, even with a migraine. Training miles wait for no one.

I’m down to less than two weeks now on the campaign to save my negtives and as of last night, I’ve gone through every box that I could find, which left me with the horrific realization that there are some critical negatives still missing in action. I have no idea where they are or what has happened to them. I spent a good chunk of last night crying. That said, I refuse to give up hope. I will find them, and if all else fails, I will call up old collectors and make arrangements to scan their prints.

A lot can happen in thirteen days and I have seen miracles happen more than once.

Here we go.

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Aug. 21st, 2013 09:56 pm
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This remained untitled because no one word encapsulates just everything here. Here’s Pooka doing textbook Lippizan carriage, “O hai, I am a glorious specimen of the Spanish Riding School, don’t you want me?”

Oh yes, baby. You are freaking EPIC.

Just.

It’s like the Universe sculpted these horses out of marble and light and the Ineffable.

* * *

Today, the campaign is holding steady at 18% now, with 14 days to go.

As of today, I have gone through all of the Japan negatives, which were shockingly and amusingly saved by a handful of dry cat food. There was a small pile of it in the bottom of the case, and considering it has the same water damage, I’m thinking it acted as impromptu and improvised desiccant. Here’s to being a sucker for the kitty cats. My weakness has probably saved those negatives.

I’ve also found the first of the London photos and man, I have forgotten so much. I really did shoot anything that wasn’t nailed down.

But I still haven’t finished disinterring the fine art negs.

I’m afraid to and every time I think about going to open the case again, I want to cry. Having written that down, I’m going to pull on the cotton gloves and crack the case as soon as I’m done with this blog entry. It’s just resistance and fear is no reason for stopping. Better to know the full extent of the damage, rather than let my imagination continue to torture me. Bad Broken Brain.

Wish me luck.

Campaign

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Run Rabbit Run

And back to the desert, now that birthday celebrations are done till October.

I could never get over the plethora of bunny rabbits that lived around the ranch, but that really isn’t surprising. Horses are messy eaters, leaving lovely grain and hay everywhere to be nibbled by little bunny teeth, and the clouds of horse hair from spring shedding… Well, I’m pretty sure that every bird nest and bunny nest was lined to silken softness with beautiful white hair.

* * *

In other news, I am back in training for the next LA Marathon. Running in the Valley is a whole new ball of wax. I am struggling with the heat and the humidity. It’s actually a neat challenge. I had pretty much solved all the challenges of running at the old house.

Now?

All new terrain, weather, performance… Just proving that there’s always something new to learn. Probably why I love running so damn much.

* * *

As of today, the campaign to save the negatives is holding steady at 17% with 17 days to go (look, it matches!) and I remain hopeful. I’ve seen amazing things happen in crowdfunding and I have faith that the right people will hear about it. Whatever happens, I will save what I can.

If that means that some of it doesn’t make it…

Well. I will have done my best.

And really, that’s all any of us can do.

Who knows? Maybe mold-encrusted destroyed negative will make interesting art supplies…

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Koto

Aug. 12th, 2013 04:38 pm
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Koto - 1997

Well, some actual good news for a change.

Last night I opened the case with all of the negatives from Japan… and they are in shockingly good shape.

*breathes enormous sigh of relief*

No physical damage, no mold, no water inside, though the outside of the plastic bin had clear indication of something dripping on it at one point. It does mean that these negatives go on low priority for scanning though. If funding climbs high enough, I will sort through and grab the couple rolls that have the koto players, the Buddhist monk, and the awesome koi fish for the scanners.

The best happy surprise though was discovering that I had taken pictures of a traditional wedding party that had just had their ceremony when we were at Meiji Jingu, which is the enormous shrine in Tokyo. All reds and whites and blacks in the perfect sun.

You’d think I’d robbed a NatGeo photog for his film.

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Dreaming with the Wind

I think this is Pandora, but I could be wrong. As the time grows longer since March and my stay in the desert, my ability to pull things out of my memory without resorting to my notes is getting harder. This part of getting older blows. I used to have a flawless memory. Now I would only rate it exceptional.

I’ve also been sick with a cold since Friday evening, so everything is much slower, including work on disinterring the negatives from their various boxes and case. It landed on top of me throwing out my back last week too. I am somewhat unamused at the current situation, but it is what it is. It also doesn’t matter. I am treating my back and I am resting my cold. I’ll be back up on my feet in no time.

The campaign held steady at 12% over the weekend, which is lovely, because I’ve seen campaigns go backwards. I am grateful, so grateful for all of the support that has come in. I’ve got the light board set up and as soon as I post this, I’m going to sit on the floor and very slowly start unpacking. Upside of being sick. I can only move very slow. Desiccant seems to have done its job too. I’m seeing less indication of moisture.

So.

Small moves.

It’s all about small moves and cumulative choices today.

Y’all take care of yourselves and your health. This getting older and getting sick thing is for the dogs.

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