Greenville, SC Art Stuff

Today I am in Greenville, SC. I came up here to see a photographer that wanted me to check out his new showroom . While here I met some of the coolest people in this artist community along a newly developed area of snooty shops and stuff. One of my new friends here is Ric a fantastic artist who is setting the trend in Greenville for high end art. I shot a few photos in his gallery so that he can get some exposure. Ric will be setting up his own new web site and blog soon and I will give a link to from here. Check out the photos.
The two guys are Scott Holloway , "Great Photographer" and Ric the artist.

Family !!!!

You will do things for your family that you would not do for any one else. Just a few moments ago, I was in my car on the way to South Carolina to visit a photographer and see his new studio when the cell phone rings. It is the youngest child of my brother. My nice Erica. She has one of those cushy jobs at a bank where they will loan you money for your dreams and then feed you laxatives and prune juice before you go to bed so that those dreams will never be quite what you thought they would be. I think she is the manager of the customer relations department which explains why she has nothing to do at work but to sit with her friends in the big cushy office and surf the web and look at my blog.
So Erica says, "I was sure that you would have posted the photos that you took of my son at Christmas while we were all down at your house." Yeah, Like I haven't posted anything in over a month, but she was sure that I must have woken up in a cold sweat in the middle of the night and said to myself " I MUST GET UP RIGHT NOW AND POST A PHOTO OF MY NIECE"S SON IN THOSE GAY LOOKING PANTS UP ON MY BLOG !!!!! "
But I didn't.
SO just for you kid because you know I just love you to death. Here is the photo you asked for.

Now if you had just called and said: "Hey Uncle Scott, would you put a photo of Cooper on your blog so my friends at work can see it ?" I would have done so right away. But since you added "And don't put any of those snide comments on it like you do everything else" to your request, I had to write what I was really thinking. And why do you not have any wallet sized photos in your purse. Or one of the larger prints on your desk. I'll bet you husband has one on his desk. I gave you 15 of them before you left at Christmas. You know,the ones that I made in my office while y'all were all in my living room watching football and drinking wine. I would have been in there with you , but no one plays baseball on Christmas. It is a much more noble game. The smaller the ball, the smarter the athlete. And golf is not a sport.

Call me .

Heegh ! Good God !

I know it has been over a full month since I have posted anything. I have not disappeared or anything, it is that this was the first Christmas season that I have operated without a store front shop and a full staff. That did not stop the 173 customers for photo restorations that I had from Thanksgiving weekend until Dec 24th. I did not even see the Christmas season. I was stuck in my Restoration "Hole" as the kids call it repairing and restoring other peoples lost and fading family memories. I have been known as The Image Doctor for 26 years now and really enjoy restoring photographs. In the last 4 weeks I have worked on 319 different photos from color snapshots to 145 year old Daguerreotypes. Over the next 2 weeks I will be in hiding, spending some money and recharging. Mid January should see the NEW Image Doctor Web site. Disks 1 and 2 of my DVD series for sale on line on the new site and other stuff.
But that is not why I am posting today. Many of you that know me or follow my blog know that I love music. My son and I snuck out of town a few weeks ago to go to Canada to see one of my favorite bands "The Who" and it was a great trip. But today I am remembering one of my favorite performers who died here in Atlanta this morning. The Godfather of Soul, The Grand Master of Funk, Soul Brother Number One, The Hardest Working Man in Show Business Mr James Brown. I have seen him live several times over the last 20 years and was even listening to his Christmas album the other day. (Yes he had a Christmas Album ) It was not Bing Crosby I promise you, but it was a funky kind of change.
So James, Good Bye, I will try to continue to work as hard at what I love as you did.
HEEGH !!!!!
Does anyone know how to spell Heegh ! ? As in Heegh ! Ighhhhh!, Good God ! I want to Jump Back and Kiss Myself!