little miss ellen paige...

i was the staff shooter for icm. icm is a big hollywood agency. one can really tell alot about who is liked, kinda liked and not cared about by table assignments.

must be a fucked up reality for some.

the celery root and braised duck soup was fucking amazing. too bad dinner wasn't served at 4.20, eh?

i see the name ellen paige on a table that was better than costner's. who the fuck is that? really. odd. i find out that she was in "hard candy" is currently unsigned in the states and she's being courted hard-fucking-core.

we had a strange conversation about geese, aspartame and b/w photography.

i talked to her like she was 13.

she caught on and promptly advised she was 18.

there are some fucking people. really. you put them in your viewfinder and fucking magic happens. they light up the already bright viewfinder. they explode. they love. seeing their reflection in your lens.

dunno what it is really ... but this girl ... just wait ... watch ...

big big things.

i know it.

canon eos 1d mark 2 with 24-70/2.8L. 800 iso. 160th at 2.8 or 3.2. converted to b/w using custom actions in ps cs. scrimmed natural light camera right. foam coar camera left and down a bit.