Lenslinger
Snide Before the Fall
You there, with the lime green top and industrial size fanny pack. That thing between your legs is my tripod. You may have noticed it’s holding up my camera. In fact, I put it here on purpose – a safe distance from said holy podium and safely behind th…
Read More →Snide Before the Fall
You there, with the lime green top and industrial size fanny pack. That thing between your legs is my tripod. You may have noticed it’s holding up my camera. In fact, I put it here on purpose – a safe distance from said holy podium and safely behind th…
Read More →Lavender Crush
Keep your wretched Sex and the City sequels; we need a movie about the modern news woman. Take Sheeka Strickland. As a general assignment reporter, she dashes from palace to crack-house and back again in the course of a single morning. Why her lowliest…
Read More →Raging Tool
Since he never laid a hand on the camera crew, we can’t very well issue a Schmuck Alert, but we here at the Lenslinger Institute would like to recognize the brother of South Carolina Lt. Governor Ken Ard for setting back the image of Southern Men at l…
Read More →Same As It Never Was
See Dick Run. See Dick Shoot. See Dick sport a pair of wool slacks that’ll make generations of lensers break out in hives. Honestly, if a guy with that much dip in his ‘do came at ME with a camera, I’d kick him square between the Darrins. Maybe then, h…
Read More →Hernia Sold Separately
I know what you’re thinking: someone threw away a perfectly good photog. But I assure you, Rick Portier is far from discarded. In fact, he’s hard at work , rewiring some pesky patch panel in the back of that live truck, — or aiming his new squirt gun …
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