Best of 2010 - My Selects

This post was originally composed for All photos by James Law 2010. The year I got to do more traveling than I expected. Went all over the country and worked with the UFC and a little for me. Here are some shots that I like from the year. Shot on a Nikon D700 and complimentary 50mm f1.4, 70-200 f2.8 and my 24-70 f2.8.

Here are some of my favorites.

You'll love them. Check out what inspires me, what I get paid for and what I would pay to shoot.

Shot in LA, CA with our good buddy Dane.

Chanel - Miami, FL

GoGo in San Diego, CA

Linny in Montreal, at the foot of Mont Royal. Canada.

Janelle, the beautiful bride.

Hooters Girls.

A portrait session for a Hubby.

Rock in SD.

Testing Tomorrow front man Jessie Dean.

Rob P - Real Estate Agent.

Boys and Brunch. Los Angeles, CA.

Cory goes big in Lake Havasu, AZ.

Oni in her swimsuit line at the Se hotel.

Awesome Photo guy in Monreal, Canada.

KJ Noons prefight photoshoot in Tijuana, Mexico.

Conspiracy LA

A Gentleman in San Diego.

Janelle at my house.

Wires in the Holly Hock house in Los Angeles, CA.


Iron Man and Captain American

Pool Party.

Robbie Lawler Vs. Sobral at Strikeforce.

Sound Master Steven Slate for Slate Sounds.

Jason Mayhem Miller, Vegetarian.

UFC fans in Las Vegas, NV.

Little dude.

Weird Dude.

Deal with it.

RVCA Gym in Costa Mesa, CA

Griffith Observatory. Los Angeles, CA.

Oni the strong

Had some fun shooting with an old friend and shot her bio pics. Introducing the lovely Miss Onelia. We were really only going to shoot her in one outfit and managed to work in some other fun stuff. She's launching a lingerie line soon and I shot her look book a month ago.
















We had a guest photog towards the end of the shoot. He was from COLOBIAHHHHHH.

Oni shoots with Manuel

Bruce Buffer Poker Room Opening - Coming up Loco, in spades

IMG_1901 I almost named this blog, "I get my kick on Route 66", but that wouldn't make any sense. Other than the fact that I'm doing a very sweet karate kick in mid air.

Its been quite a while since I've done a blog post and I want to keep my ravenous 40 visitors per day in the loop. And to you, I vow a posting at LEAST once per week. I owe it to you. Hell, I owe it to myself.

Let's get in gear.

Location: Las Vegas.

Duration: Seven days.

While in Las Vegas for UFC 116 with the crew, we had a break in the action to attend the Bruce Buffer Poker room opening at the MGM. The folks at MGM put together an amazing room for the well known UFC announcer, Bruce Buffer. What he is also known for is being a winning poker player, so much so that he has been invited to various high level poker tournaments and done quite well. Poker News arranged our media coverage and our day began.

A fair warning: I've never played a single hand of Poker, and I was knocked out quickly - I didn't find that to be a big surprise, but what I did find to be amusing (much later) was that I took it very personally when I was bluffed and raised by some other player, only to find out that his cards were worse than mine.Upon the turning of the cards, I actually learned something - NEVER act like you don't know what you're doing. Sure, you have to stay humble, but by all means, don't "show your cards" before their turned over.

So as I got knocked out, Ryan Loco advanced... all the way to the final table. And knocked out Bruce Buffer himself.... and then went on to beat a semi professional poker player for the victory, or what ever its called when one wins a poker tournament.










I want to post all my UFC and Strikeforce pics from the last 3 weeks, but I need to clear it first.

Until then... It's good to be back in the saddle.

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Photowalk or Photoarrest?


What a Friday... I was slated to meet up with Tim King for a industrial/ghetto photowalk in downtown San Diego but things sure took a turn for the more interesting. The fun of these walks is to get out of your element and comfort zone with shooting and force yourself to think outside of the box and have someone to bounce some ideas off of. I didn't really know what to expect, but it was a blast and it started out with a few speed bumps - and an arrest for trespassing.

My practiced disclaimer is that Tim King and James Law (hereon refered to as "we") were just wandering around downtown, talking to each other while shooting whatever we saw. I had no intent to walk into a gated and secured area of the MTA and San Diego Trolley repair yard, which is private property and guarded as fiercely as an airport. I'm talking full grown, froth mouthed German Shepards equipped with stab vests accompanied by their disgruntled (short), masters/Security team.

It happened quickly....

Tim and I were beckoned from beyond the outer gate by a larger mexican dude insisting us to stop. We complied by turning our attention to him and waiting for him to meet us, very confused. My initial thoughts were that this guy, whoever he was either wanted to take my camera equipment or he actually worked for the company whose property we were innocently roaming. As he walked towards us, I could see the anger seething from him like a dark jedi; He sped up to us and demanded that we show him our ID's without any initial introduction of who he was and who he worked for. In my book, if you don't identify yourself, I won't take you seriously, and try not to look like a fatter and more greasy Carlos Mencia. Nothing screams authority like a fatter/greasier looking guy who looks like the stunt double for the guy whose weapon of choice is the knives in "Desperado".

I swear, he looked like a bald version of this guy

After 6 or 7 official security guys came, some on foot, some by bike and others by car we realized that this was not a small misstep on our part. Things eventually escalated before they calmed down and we ended up in handcuffs and in the back of a security vehicle. Luckily the Sargent was level headed enough to figure out that we weren't terrorists, weren't a threat and didn't want to make his day any more difficult.

I have never in my life been in handcuffs, and really didn't like how helpless and humiliating it is. I couldn't text, surf the web at 3G speeds or itch my nose! Good fortune smiled on us and we were released after a citation and thumbprinting. I was ready to go home becuase I was pretty shaken up, but Tim still wanted to shoot - so we made an afternoon of it.

Kids, the moral of this story is, don't do drugs and stay in school. And don't trespass in a post 9/11 world, if only by accident.

Probably not a good idea to stand around to wait and see what happens if you've got a gut feeling that something is going to go terribly wrong. But don't try to run away after all the squad is there and you've already given them your ID's. I'm not going to name any names here.


Check out the gallery for some more artistic shots. I really need to grow as a photographer and will be taking every chance I get to do that. Thanks for looking.

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