It's where we keep all our cameras and lenses and computers and such.
We've got a desk or two there. Couple of telephones. Lots of paper and ink.
Which doesn't really matter since they can't answer the phone anyway
without opposable thumbs.
or those strange props you see in other studios.
You know what we're talking about.
The styrofoam Corinthian column. The plastic Victorian doll carriage.
We won't make you sit in one of those uncomfortable little posing chairs, either.
Mainly because we don't own one.
Why? Because our real studio is wherever you happen to be,
in whatever place on earth makes you happy.
In your backyard, maybe, weeding the tomatoes?
On horseback or tractor, out riding the lower forty?
With your beer and barbecue by the lake?
Trying your hand at skydiving, perhaps?
We're game to try anything (once, at least...)
and we love a good challenge,
but the thing we're really suckers for
is anything that makes us laugh.
Preferably out loud.
After all, you know our philosophy:
