Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Thursday, November 16, 2006
THE WAR ON|20th CENTURY ART
Part of the timeline scrawled upon the wall of Lazertown!
for the WAR ON exhibit which depicted the modern age of machinery and the ways that the art of war and the war of art define each others existance.
Max Maddox, 'Ezekiel'
This is an older photo from the Max MAddox exhibit at the Lazertown! Where?house gallery space. April 2006..
Friday, October 20, 2006
Friday, September 22, 2006
Friday, September 15, 2006
FirstMobil|ArtTaskForce
Seeking Artists to engage in rental of artwork to fancy people and hotels.
list of things we need.
1. A-Team Style Van with custom graphics.
2. Jumpsuits
3. Hot Girls for distractions
4. Rope
anything to add to the list, ?
ideas?Tell us in a comment.
This is for serious.
list of things we need.
1. A-Team Style Van with custom graphics.
2. Jumpsuits
3. Hot Girls for distractions
4. Rope
anything to add to the list, ?
ideas?Tell us in a comment.
This is for serious.
Ghost
Story:ED MARSHALL
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So I went out a few weeks ago on a shoot in Florida and I stayed at a home in Spring Hills. I don't usually sleep well in other places other than my home. Funny thing though I really had a problem sleeping at this place.Everyone in the complex was a sleep but I kept hearing walking back and forth in the hallway. It was really odd cause I knew the whole place was
carpeted wall to wall. The footsteps however sounded as if the person was bare foot. So I was laying there for hours and finally couldn't take it anymore! It was worst than a dripping faucet.I got up and oddly enough, it seemed as if whatever it was scurried away when it heard me coming. Walking in the dark so I wouldn't wake any of the others I quietly
tip toed around a bit. Stopped in the middle of the hallway because I swore something either bumped my thigh or I almost knocked something down. I Reached,to catch it quick.. but there was nothing four feet away from me on all sides.
So of course now I'm totally trippin! It's 2am and I'm in the freakin swamps of Florida and no one is going to believe me. So I quickly take my ass back to my room! So now I'm a thirty something year old guy under the covers trying to figure what the HELL that just was. An hour passes and I finally decide I'm going to do something ... I grab my camera, some motion triggers
and my tripod and I tip toe back out into the hall. I set the camera up and figure if anything I'll just catch the roomies running to the john? Two and a half hours to sun up and I haven't slept a wink! The next morning everyone's up rested. And my eyes are freakin bloodshot and Andrew is asking me why my gear was setup in the hall. I pretty much gave him a kinda tired
grin, danced around the reason. And later on we're off to shoot with nothing else said!
Hey no one's going to believe me anyway right?
Ed Marshall
www.roafi.com
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So I went out a few weeks ago on a shoot in Florida and I stayed at a home in Spring Hills. I don't usually sleep well in other places other than my home. Funny thing though I really had a problem sleeping at this place.Everyone in the complex was a sleep but I kept hearing walking back and forth in the hallway. It was really odd cause I knew the whole place was
carpeted wall to wall. The footsteps however sounded as if the person was bare foot. So I was laying there for hours and finally couldn't take it anymore! It was worst than a dripping faucet.I got up and oddly enough, it seemed as if whatever it was scurried away when it heard me coming. Walking in the dark so I wouldn't wake any of the others I quietly
tip toed around a bit. Stopped in the middle of the hallway because I swore something either bumped my thigh or I almost knocked something down. I Reached,to catch it quick.. but there was nothing four feet away from me on all sides.
So of course now I'm totally trippin! It's 2am and I'm in the freakin swamps of Florida and no one is going to believe me. So I quickly take my ass back to my room! So now I'm a thirty something year old guy under the covers trying to figure what the HELL that just was. An hour passes and I finally decide I'm going to do something ... I grab my camera, some motion triggers
and my tripod and I tip toe back out into the hall. I set the camera up and figure if anything I'll just catch the roomies running to the john? Two and a half hours to sun up and I haven't slept a wink! The next morning everyone's up rested. And my eyes are freakin bloodshot and Andrew is asking me why my gear was setup in the hall. I pretty much gave him a kinda tired
grin, danced around the reason. And later on we're off to shoot with nothing else said!
Hey no one's going to believe me anyway right?
Ed Marshall
www.roafi.com
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