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Those Big Brown EyesSanta Cruz, CA Don't bat those big brown eyes at me! Seriously. Don't do it. Stop it. Now. Ok. Fine. I'll give you ONE more piece of fish. Only one. That's it. The end. Finito. Seriously.
Pinkness It's just that way sometimes.
The Girls I thought it would be interesting to shoot in Reno one evening. It definitely won't be high on my list in the future... but it certainly was interesting. The proprietress of this classy establishment was a loud, huffy, brassy sort, who got all up in my face because I had a camera. And I was outside. I better not be shooting her 'clients'... I'm not allowed to shoot pictures, even outside... blah, blah, blah. Luckily for me, I have a 2 secret weapons. My mother... who could smile and "innocent" her way through, past, or around anyone... and my acting ability. I locked and loaded. I told her I was taking photography classes via correspondence school and we had an assignment called "Retail At Night" and truly, I only wanted to shoot her window. I loved her display. Did she design it? It was amazing. I told her she needn't worry; our assignment didn't permit shooting any real people, just mannequins. Then I smiled. She didn't know what to make of me. Just stared for a minute, then stomped back inside muttering something about having to be in Las Vegas at 5am. Reno. Classy town. ©Karen Hutton - Creative Commons (CC BY-NC 3.0)
The Blond in the Middle When my husband went bass shopping - he visited a dealer with about 50 basses in one large room. You could walk up and down the aisles, trying anything from a brand new one from China to a 50 year old from Romania... and a bunch in between. They each had their own sound, voice and vibe. It was marvelous! The blond in the middle had a $25k price tag. Not cheap, not easy - and who could fault her for that? But my, she was gorrrrrgeous. ©Karen Hutton - Creative Commons (CC BY-NC 3.0)
Give Him the HookMaui, HI I've always called this photo "Flower Hook", because it always make me think, alternately, of Caption Hook, giving a really rotten performer the hook in old time theatre - and mouthy pirates in general. If anyone knows what it's REALLY called, let me know. It lives on Maui. Hopefully it won't disturb my urge to say "Arrrghhh mateys!" whenever I look at it, 'cause I kinda like doing that. ©Karen Hutton - Creative Commons (CC BY-NC 3.0)

Those Big Brown Eyes

Santa Cruz, CA

Don't bat those big brown eyes at me!
Seriously. Don't do it. Stop it. Now.
Ok. Fine. I'll give you ONE more piece of fish.
Only one. That's it. The end. Finito. Seriously.
Those Big Brown EyesSanta Cruz, CA Don't bat those big brown eyes at me! Seriously. Don't do it. Stop it. Now. Ok. Fine. I'll give you ONE more piece of fish. Only one. That's it. The end. Finito. Seriously.

Those Big Brown Eyes

Santa Cruz, CA

Don't bat those big brown eyes at me!
Seriously. Don't do it. Stop it. Now.
Ok. Fine. I'll give you ONE more piece of fish.
Only one. That's it. The end. Finito. Seriously.
See photo in original gallery.
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