My scanner caused the color variation, and I’m not going to dick with trying to match them up for the sake of this blog. None of my shots, by the way, are photoshopped beyond a […]

Sometimes you rock so hard and you’re so wasted that this is the last thing you see before your face plants on the studio floor.  

I apologize for the title of this post. Owning a dog means you must behave like an ass. Here’s Ivy on her sofa.