“Hello, Dollface…”
I walked in the door my roscoe already in my hand. a cigarette was slowly burning itself out on the table next a cheap bottle of whiskey. It would seem i just missed him. Left behind was a doll, laying beneath the table. A small token of what was left of his humanity. We’ll get him. We’ll get him yet.
Mark’s been challenging me lately, whether he knows it or not. He has a fascination with Noir photography, and i used to watch a lot of Noir films. Now i’m trying to study and learn. I remember the “neat” lighting, but had no idea what it was all about. Now I do, and now i want to learn to imitate it. Granted, this is just sunlight streaming in the window, but as I was processing photos today, this photo caught my eye again, just after looking at Mark’s friday noir entry on his Jerseystyle photo blog. It struck me i probably couldn’t have set this up for Noir if i tried.
| Noir doll-1140 | ||
| 11″ x 14″ Print Only | $175 | |
| 11″ x 14″ Framed | $225 | |
| 8″ x 10″ Print Only | $100 | |
| 8″ x 10″ Framed | $150 |




