Suck me.

Meet Nakey Erin. She loves looking off whimsically to the side with her eyes only half open to give this illusion that she is a meaningful individual. In actual fact, she is a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery.
Was just an average photo that I decided to do something plain and ordinary with.

Fire.

Meet Hotheaded Erin. She says smoking is made easier for people like her but admits that low hanging branches are problematic for her condition. She sometimes wishes she could braid her hair without getting third degree burns.
Inspired by the elements. I am thinking of doing water, air and earth as well, though the means have escaped me as of late.

La Ballade of Lady and Bird.

Meet Earth-Child Erin. She likes all things Earth related, barr most parasites and when there is too much or too little milk in her cereal.
Things have gone a little haywire for me so I spent a day recently sitting in the backyard watching nature and attempting to take photos of all the amazing moments I usually miss to witness. During this time I noticed all the dead leaves that had accumulated in piles under one of the trees and I envisioned hands creeping through it like snakes. And this is the resulting photo.

Where The Wild Things

Model: Tara

Photographer: Erin Johnston (Shooshoosaidthemaiden)

The dress she is wearing is mine, and I also styled her hair and applied her make up.
Shooshoosaidthemaiden.

Hairy Maclary and Animorph

Meet Hairy Erin. She believes that hairdressers are the devil reincarnated and that all life's little hiccups can be solved with a dollop of Pantene, lathered and repeated.
I've had this idea in my head for a while and after someone mentioned that my hair was what "made" most of my photos, I decided to do a number of shoots inspired by my hair. I'm wearing my Christmas dress that I received off of my boyfriend a little bit early (he also got some of his). People say I look like a pixie when I am in it. 

Meet Lion Erin. She prides herself on having eyes like David Bowie, but hates his song "Diamond Dogs". She says she gets mistaken for Simba's daughter too often to count and says men love her sexy smile.
When this fellow mentioned that he thought my hair was what "made" most of my photos, I thought of a lion and its mane. So I decided to animorph myself. I had trouble deciding what animal to splice myself with, so I resorted back to the original idea of lion. I think I may do many of these and further experiment.

The World In Her Hands.

Meet Atlas Erin. She sees the world like a snow globe, beautiful and delicate, and easily destructible if she so chooses. She says wind on Earth is all thanks to her mildly exhaling and earthquakes are due to her having a case of the hiccups.
I was going through old photos and came across this one from when I did a previous photo I called "Cosmos" (link). I decided I liked my sweet little smile and would use the photo to experiment with layers. This was the outcome, which I rather liked and decided I would keep and share.

Eyes Wide Shut.

I was lost for ideas so I tried to think of something simple and this came to mind. I wanted to take a photo because my hair was straightened for the first time in ages, and this was the resulting photo. I'm not entirely fond of it, but I like the concept.