you barter, you brought her

In the past, I have provided my photography services to friends in exchange for some cool non-monetary items. Goodies that have been bartered for images include massages, crafts/artwork, yoga classes, clothing, meals, even trips to Jamaica! Well, now you can add "kisses" to that list. Or at least "kiss". Please keep in mind that there is a VERY small list of individuals who can attempt this method of trade. If I get too creative with swapping work for affection, I might have to change the name of my company to Stacey Bode Photography and Prostitution, Inc.

My hubby Matt needed a quick headshot for a specific audition, so a smooch seemed easier than filling out contracts and receipts. Don't tell the IRS. I'm sure they'd find a way to evaluate the cost of a kiss and tax me on it.

the social commentary of matt

It's always been obvious that my husband and I capture different types of photos. While mine tend to hang out in Sentimental Town, his prefer to do a drive-by in Ironyville.

I felt it was time to post some recent Matt Gems. He took these while being my wedding second shooter. I wouldn't call them "outtakes" since that implies a mistake, and these fill me with far too much joy to be mistakes.

This first one combines two of my favorite things: a dash of current affairs, and adorable farm animals. To my dear friends in LA...yes, I know you eat, and yet you STILL look fabulous. However, when I find myself in the City of Angels, I feel less angelic and more like a fat cherub next to the women I refer to as "popsicle sticks with boobs".

Not everyone would appreciate this as a wedding photo, but I challenge you to find a more honest statement about marriage.

Let's hear it for Matt, and the freakishly wonderful way his mind works.

last seen improv festival!

Matt and the other Doug Dank improv folks are hosting The Last Seen Improv Festival at Push Push theater this week. There will be lots of swell performers coming into town to help make the funny. You should come, because if improv falls in the middle of Decatur, and no one is there to hear it, did it really happen?

experiment station

Every time I drive past this abandoned gas station, it catches my eye. There's a huge street light shining right on the building and its lot. It's been practically begging me to come take its picture. Tonight I obliged, with a little help from my hubby and part-time experimental model.

More crazy, wild-idea photos to come soon...hopefully in the next few days!

dude.

Just got my new camera, so we had some play-time. This thing's gonna rock my face (see example face below). Secret irony: when he made this face, we were actually watching a show about the greatest soft rock hits ever.