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samuel adams always thought running for fun was ridiculous. unless he was late or being chased by someone with a knife – he was walking. but one fine day he got inspired by steve prefontaine’s amazing story and laced up his sneakers. that’s all it took. he’s been hooked ever since and now sam wants to stir inspiration in everyone else who thinks they’ll never run strictly for recreation. sam looks a lot like pre to begin with, so he grew a sweet handlebar stache and we shot some pictures to capture the spirit of pre’s devotion to running. i have to say that i’m on the “lateness and knives” program, but after hanging with sam and hearing his story it got me thinkin about hittin the pavement myself. if you’d like some motivation to use your getaway sticks, sam will be holding meet-ups, races, fun runs and other cool stuff. check out his site: www.preliveson.com.
emily does this thing where she has absolutely perfect lipstick lines. they’re friggin perfect, man. it’s like she has some ancient grecian stone sculpting fairy that chisels her lips into a perfect shape every morning. i mean, i have no idea how she does it – and i don’t really want to ask because it gives her an air of mystery that i kind of enjoy. so this is emily hope price. she’s my friend and she totally rules the chello.
“between two trees” written by lady lamb the beekeeper – www.ladylambthebeekeeper
anna went on some kind of body cleansing detox to leach the toxins out of her body. it subsequently leached all of the energy out of her body – so we kept the shoot at a slow pace so she wouldn’t pass out. anna makes almost passing out look awesome.
pei pei lin is an actress – but she’d have a hard time acting like someone who didn’t have a killer body.
“hey kid, you wanna take pichas of me punchin metal?”
“nah, punchin! punchin metal! i’ve been punchin metal for 17 years. i’ll punch that metal pole over there all day if you wanna take pichas! you wanna?”
“yes i do.”
meet johnny knuckles. mr. knuckles stumbled upon the art of metal punchery 17 years ago and the rest is history. he’s got an addictive smile and speaks his thick brooklyn accent with excitement. i’d be excited too if i was 75 years old and could still bang out more knuckle push-ups than most people a quarter of my age. well, given the sickly and lethargic state of lazy-america these days, i guess that’s not saying much. but even compared to the “healthy and energetic-america” standards of yonder-years, mr. knuckles is still holding his own. he must’ve done 20 push ups while i was shooting him. he even did some of the hard kind with the hands close together as his boombox was blazing some awesome 80’s jam that i promised myself i would remember but forgot.