I Dont Work For Free.

Vegas is known for several things. Mostly, it is just known for it gambling. Casinos, bright lights, big personalities, and more character than most even know how to handle. For my photography class I had to go to a very well known area, and take some pictures. Freemont Street. The start of it all. All you old timers. Yes, youuuu. You know what I am talking about. Driving up and down Freemont street with your friends on Friday nights. Well, I am sure that the area is much different now, then it was then, due to the fact that Freemont is a tad outdated. Nonetheless, it is a place for performers.

When I first got there I wasnt quite sure what to shoot. But then I realized, as a man dressed as murderer walked in front of me, that people were dressed up. Then I saw this lady dressed in a showgirl outfit, and I couldnt help but love how randomly tattood and bright she looked. I dont like asking people to pose for me, so I made Alyssa go ask her. She went and asked her, and her reply was, "I only take pictures for tips." So we pulled out a couple of dollars, and tipped her. Thats right, I paid for these services. ;)

Luckily, I got some other people who were willing to work for free. Here are a couple shots. Enjoy.




His work.


Graham, I actually followed this guy around, trying to get this picture. I thought of you.

There Is No One Alive, More Youer Than You.

My name is Moira, for those of you who are reading this, but dont know me personally. I am twenty years old. I have a wonderful job. I am a college student. I have been diabetic for nine long, long years. I am stubborn, smart, quick witted, confident on most days, and more sarcastic than you can handle. I am a fighter, lover, achiever, and on my good days, a believer. Im there through the thick, and I am there through the thin. You can call me at all hours of the night, and I will answer my phone to talk to you. I will drive to you when you need help. I love my dogs. Im loud, just like my mother, and there isnt a person in the room who isnt aware of her large personality. I am the sister to three guys who, even though they dont always show it, will pick up the neighbor boy by his throat when he is mean to me. I have some great friends, who deal with my shinanagins, and my drama, and still love me anyways. I have a life that I love, I have the world at my feet. I am going to have a story for every winkle, and every grey hair I get. I will have the best stories to tell. I will always be, me.

I am a photographer. Which to me, is one of my best quality's. I capture moments in time, and hold them still forever. I catch people, one click at a time. I have had quite the crazy past few months. I needed to catch myself today. Here I am. Enjoy.

Do You Want S'more? Some More What?

I was enjoying a fire, I thought that you might too. Enjoy.

There Is More To Life Than Being Ridiculously Good Looking.

I have a lot of time at work to look at all kinds of things in magazines and online. A large part of my day is often spent looking for images that would be cool to make my own. This is not a well known fact, but I have quite freak obsession with Amy Winehouse. She is not the most popular person in the entertainment industry, and she is known best for hiding her drugs in her ridiculous beehive hair. Today at work, Alyssa was going through Harper's Bazaar and an article with Amy Winehouse came up because she is debuting her new clothing line because she is putting her life on a new track. The reporter talked about attending the shoot and watching Winehouse interact with her photographer, and as the shoot went on, she became more and more drunk off her rather large glass of wine.

What caught my eye about this article, as most things with Amy Winehouse, was the picture of her in the middle of the page. Now we all know, she is not the most eye catching lady in the group, but I find that this is what I really like about her. She is completely her own. There is nothing that phases her. Like if a fan gets in her face at a concert, the simple solution is to deck them in the face. Why havent all the pop stars caught onto this yet? She has this look about her that no one else really can imitate.

If you all knew Alyssa, how I know Alyssa, you would know that she too fits this mold. She is the girl who will go against the grain just because you told her not to. She is bold, brave, intimidating, hard to get, frustrating, and often difficult to deal with. But once you peel back these complicated layers, you will find that she loves with her all, gives what she can, and even though you think that she doesnt care, she comes through and she does. There is no one like her.

Seeing the picture of Winehouse made me want to take a picture like it. A lass who has had her issues, fought through them, and still came out kickin' after it was all said and done. I slapped a coat on her, put a light in her face, and snapped. Enjoy.

Double Take.

Sometimes there are those moments in your life, where something catches your eye, and you have to double back just to be sure that it is what you really saw. Sometimes it seems to be what you saw, and you become totally interested in finding out what it is. Other times, it does not seem to be what you thought, and you go on never thinking about it again. I have a knack for doing just that. I will walk by something, thinking that I saw this glimmer out of the corner of my eye, and it will turn out to be something great. Today I had that glimmer, nothing exciting, but gave me a picture for today.

I was walking through the produce section of Walmart, being the wonderful daughter that I am, and getting strawberries for my mom when, I walked by a set up of different flowers. They were assorted arrangements, and there were bouquets of roses. Some were red, others where white, and then, in the midst of them all, there were three, pink pink roses, that were the only one of their kind. I stopped and looked at them, smiled, and put them in my cart. When I got home, I put them in a vase, pulled out my camera, set everything up, and shot away. I wasnt getting what I had hoped to get in the picture, instead I was getting every other picture that people get when they photograph flowers. I then stopped, and made myself think, "How can I do something, different." I pulled out my tripod, pushed back the rug, set the vase on the floor in my kitchen, and let it sit. I thought that it wasnt anything too amazing, but then I saw it, in my double take, something that I caught at a glance, a picture that caught my eye. Enjoy.

Aint Raining On My Parade.

It is not often that it rains in this City of Sin. In fact, it almost never does. But as the saying goes, when it rains, it pours. I wanted to get a picture of the lighting in a storm, but the skies are no where near clear enough for that, nor do I have a camera that I can point into the rain and not worry about having to buy a new one tomorrow. I spent a good chunk of time trying to get the rain coming off of the roof but that was to no avail. So i went to the porch and thought that a picture of the stop sign and the disgustingly dirty street outside would be much easier.

I stepped outside and took one shot when I saw that the apartments across the way were only going to be in my way. Then, it came to me. I ran inside, grabbed my tripod, a lovely pink towel, and my sweatshirt and ran to the street. Focusing under a towel, in the pouring rain I got, what I think to be, one of my best night shots ever. Enjoy.

Youre My Best Frienddddd.

I have known Michael now for about fifteen years. He is truly my best friend. He is goofy, annoying, funny, smart, and always knows what to say to make me laugh and get me angry at the same time. There isnt a childhood memory that I dont share with this kid, and although at times I want to remove his eyes with a dull rusty knife, I wouldnt trade him for the world.

He came over for dinner last night and I asked him to sit for me so I could take his picture. His first response being, "Man if I had known that I would have done my hair!" Nonetheless he let me put an obnoxious light in his face and between text messages to someone he didnt want to hang out with anyways, I got a classic Michael pose. I love you kid. :)

Everyone Has To Start Somewhere.

I wanted to start a blog to post pictures for comments and opinions. I am not sure where my photography will go. But I hope to be famous enough one day that people are striving to take pictures in the same way that I did. I plan on posting new pictures a few times a week, in order to always give myself a reason to take pictures. Since I like knowing what people think of what I am doing, I have decided to do it here.

My name is Moira. I am a photographer. I hope that you find my pictures and Moirazing, as I do.

Enjoy.





This is my nephew Reagan. Unbelievably cute and too smart for his own good. We were taking family pictures at the park and there was a huge open field. Reagan was being quite the sport, even though he "dont want to take one more picture!" We were walking to the next shot and I told him to hold still so I could take him picture. I snapped a few shots, and the last one I got was this one. Hand in pocket, and the cutest grin ever, could you even think of saying no to this face?