
Well, finally, after months of holding out, I can blog my Slash pics!
We shot this down at the Street Press Australia HQ in Melbourne. Slash was in the middle of a media junket, I was prepared for anything. I wouldn’t have been surprised if he didn’t show at all. Well, bang on time his tarago rolled up. Enter Slash, and his manager, and minder. It was all very professional. Everyone had to leave the room while I shot, but aside from that, there were no rock royatly demands. He was polite, fun, quite au fait with the whole process. I wanted to shoot Slash with a couple of hot models, them yearning for his attention, he, completely disinterested, been there, done that. My darling Melbourne counterpart Rhys Ripper helped out, bringing his talented crew along. Adam Nash, stylist extraordinaire arrived on set, cape in tow, with a menagerie of black black black. The gorgeous Jessica Crema was on makeup, while Jamie Richardson was on hair. Two of the three models didn’t show, interesting. Maybe they were too young to realize who SLASH was??? Well, model Alexandra Ford made up for it ten fold. Anyway, enjoy the shots.
Wailing on his axe. 

Once Slash had left the building we continued shooting Alex, she was just too beautiful to let go. Rhys and I have used her for a spread in the next Academy For Men. Keep your eyes peeled. She is one hot lady.
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Client Jmag
Photography Cybele Malinowski
Assisting/Retouching Justin Malinowski
Hair and Make-up Felicia Yong
A funny little anecdote to the shots-
Jenny Valentish, editor of Jmag, sourced these birds from a taxidermist and couriered them up to Sydney for the shoot. She funded these herself, and was planning on placing her prized avarian (lame Family Guy joke) possessions on her mantle.
So, the shoot went swimmingly, we had a great time, I raced off to another shoot, came back 4 hours later to a scene of despair. As I opened the studio door a bright yellow feather flitted to the floor. A trail of feathers and Styrofoam (the taxidermist replaced the body with a Styrofoam double) lead to a neat puddle of cat vomit consisting of what was once the birds Sarah held so delicately in her hands. Pushkin, the hunter that she is had sniffed out the neatly packed birds and ripped them to shreds. She has not attempted to hunt since.