Brad Pitt and I share the exact same birthday (month, day, year) outside of that, our stories diverge considerably. Mr. Pitt went on to become an internationally famous superstar, while I have led the much more interesting life of the starving artist. I come from a long line of storytellers (whose gift for gab stretches back through the mists of time to our native Ireland) and professional malcontents who were seemingly born to create something in the arts, be it music, writing, sculpture, painting, or photography. I started writing at age 12 with a screenplay with my cousin Ryan about a planet where everyone looked like Elton John entitled "Don't I Know You?" More screenplays followed, several of which received epic Super-8 production with budgets that sometimes ran up to $10. A few even had sound!  More writing followed: songs, poems, short stories, numerous unfinished novels, etc.. Somewhere in there was an attempt at being a rock star...
Still living at home, at age 22, my father dropped an elderly Nikromatt 35-mm film camera into my lap, in the hopes that I would "make a go of it" as a photojournalist. That didn't happen, but I did develop an abiding love of photography that along with writing and archival work have been among the chief passions of my life. When it comes to my photography, I try to be as creative as possible while at the same time striving for a documentary/archival quality. The only set rules I adhere to, when it comes to making pictures are: 1.) Try not to make the picture blurry, and 2.) Don't drop the camera.
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Comments (11)
blinkings
'Smile....I'm a piece of A4 with printed clip art on it! And anyone who has to print their own sign won't even have a camera. And if they do it probably won't be plugged into anything'! Just saying!
auntietk
There's a company that sells cameras and signs for a fraction of the cost of the real thing. They have no innards. Perception is everything. One time the plant manager where I worked was moving the time-clock bell to a more out-of-the-way place (it was right on the time clock, which was WAY annoying when it went off just as you were walking by!), and there were those who thought he was installing a spy camera for the owner of the company. The owner had an office on the other side of the wall ... he walked around out there frequently and had no need for a spy camera. Fascinating!
mgtcs
I'm smiling ;-) Amazing shot!
bmac62
Your title brings to mind Woody Allan with a Humphrey Bogart accent in Play It again, Sam (1972): ' Sorry I had to slap you around, sweetheart, but you got hysterical when I said no more.' Good catch Corey!
kgb224
Superb capture my friend. God Bless.
whaleman
I like that, throwing it back on them!
durleybeachbum
Funny and complex! I attended an exhibition which consisted of a maze of display boards with text on them. They said such things as 'The meaningful piece of work is on the other side of this board': on the other side it said 'the explanation for this is on the reverse of this board' etc . Peopel kept bumping into each other as they searched for meaning.
sandra46
VERY COOL! EXCELLENT CAPTURE!
supercope
I think, in some places it's illegal to have hidden cameras, thus the notification that "you're on camera."
Chipka
I remember a couple of years ago, in London, a group of young-ish people were really upset with the proliferation of "security" cameras in their neighborhood, especially since at least one of them had a view into a private apartment across the street. The guy who rented the apartment called on numerous occasions to complain about the placement of that particular camera...to no avail. So, what did he do? He staged an alien invasion. No...well...he and his buddies built a rather extravagant alien costume and he walked around in it. The high number of cameras in the area picked up the image of a strange creature walking around, and the police showed up immediately and proceeded to panic. After a bit of a brouhaha, the offending camera was removed, and law enforcement authority came away looking rather...um...well...somewhere between fascist and stupid. Oh, and I forgot to tell you that if the guy in the alien costume hadn't been in alien costume, but had--instead--committed a crime, the police would not have shown up as quickly...That was the whole point of the little prank/protest. And what does an of this mean? Simple. It means nothing but I thought I'd tell an amusing story anyway. Great shot and it often reminds me of the question: Who watches the watchers? Ah, but I suspect that there is no camera; I know that trick. I've employed it a few times myself. Also, I love the fact that as a photographer, you photographed a warning centered on photography. Ain't self-reference fun? Good, telling shot.
flavia49
excellent