Akira…in the back of her car.

That sideways glance in the last shot is her realizing the camera flash, coupled with her nudity, was drawing a crowd outside.

Somebody took this photograph.

Somebody imagined the concept, found the model, scheduled the shoot, gathered the props, lit the scene, bought the camera and took this photograph.

But I don’t know WHO did these things…because I saw this photo on the Levine Breaking News E-Lert, a daily news summary distributed to subscribers by e-mail.

You see, LBN features the work of artists every day in a feature called “A Different View”…but never identifies WHO the artist is.

Where I come from, they call that “stealing.”

As an artist, I call that “stealing.”

If I have sent you a link to this blog, it is because you are an artist who was recently mentioned as a “regular reader” in the LBN E-Lert.  And because I hope you feel the same way I do about this practice.

Content theft hurts all artists.  Not to mention LBN could do an amazing amount of good for these featured artists by publicizing them by name in such a widely-read daily bulletin.

So, if you feel using art without even crediting the artist is wrong, I hope you will take a moment to write lbnelert@timewire.net and make your displeasure known.

Since you are clearly on the LBN radar, your words may help convince them to change their ways.

And if you just stumbled across my obscure blog, please feel free to make your displeasure known, as well.  E-mail.  Repost.  Retweet.  Re-whatever.

And thank you all for taking the time to read this.

Oh…and if you happen to know who actually DID take this photo, please let me know.

See more of Wallace Suicide in the “Features” section of my gallery site…UNSINNIMAGE.COM

See more of Wallace Suicide in the “Features” section of my gallery site…UNSINNIMAGE.COM

UNSINNIMAGE.COM has a whole new look…including a new, expanded “Features” section full of old and new images…some of which I’ve never posted before.

And to celebrate the redesign, here are a few never-before-seen images of the sexy Ariel X!

These shots of Ariel actually feature an odd synchronization problem between the flash and shutter…hence the weird, black spaces.  But, I think the effect is a lot of fun.

Come check out the new site…and the rest of the Ariel images…along with hundreds of others!  Enjoy!

“Sourdough.”

Worst name for something since “sweater.”

Who wants to eat something expired while wearing a garment guaranteed to make you perspire?

Is there anything little asshole, teen hooligans won’t tag?

Mail delivery trucks.  Crosswalk controls for the blind.  Shrubbery.

Maybe if they worked a day in their life to earn something, they’d have some sense of why somebody would want to keep it free of somebody else’s spray paint.

I see a guy wearing knee-high rubber boots.  Inside, sheets of plastic are wrapped around his feet and protrude from the top of the boots.

At first I think “fashion statement?”  Then I figured the boots had holes in them.

A silver Volkswagen with a handicapped parking plackard backs into a space next to the water store.  And a thin, but quite capable-looking, older woman emerges and makes a bee-line to a cigarette shack in the parking lot.

By the way, Marlboro Reds are $4.59 a pack.

Two minutes later, she walks back to the car and gets in.  I watch her light up a smoke before she even puts on her seat belt.  Then she drives away.

I didn’t know amusingly-severe nicotine addiction was recognized as a driving disability by the state of California.

I wish I smoked…so I could quit and then revel in all the “found income” I’m saving by not spending $2000 a year on cigarettes.

Vestiges of Christmas hang in Denny’s like the last autumn leaves about to fall.

Bows on the lamps hanging over the tables.  Just-festive-enough white lights strung from the ceiling.  Christmas musak in the air.  And the corporately-mandated “Happy Holidays” wording painted on the windows. 

Come on, guys…we all know you really mean “Merry Christmas.”  Inclusiveness aside, Christmas has the best public relations agent of all…and it completely overshadows the winter holiday competition.

But now it’s over.  And disappearing slowly…one piece at a time.

I love Christmas.  But, it makes me sad when it lingers.

And now for something completely different…

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This backlash against the OCCUPY movement by some in the tattered remains of the American middle class — the so-called “53 percent” — astonishes me.

The people camping out and peacefully protesting in major cities across the planet are fighting against the growing economic imbalance slowly eradicating the middle class.  Yet, some of the victims of that eradication are cheering for the other side.

I think it stems from the same Horatio Alger-esque mythology that makes poor people vote Republican.  They think “someday when I’m rich, I want all the breaks the rich people get NOW.”

But, you’re not going to get rich.  Not if the corporations and the wealthy have anything to say about it.

The corporations, banks and euphemistic “job creators” horde their money.  They lock up credit.  They get theirs…and in so doing, make sure nobody else can get ahead.

If we stay on this course, soon there will only be the super-wealthy…and everybody else.

As in one percent…and 99 percent.

And if you think the 99 percent are pissed off now, you ain’t seen nuthin’ yet.