ceiling if you stopped them and turned the lights out. I can tell you that Boskone used to be held at a hotel where, although the elevators made no noise when stopped, hotel security could tell when you did it anyway.
I've done photo shoots in all sorts of naughty places. A hotel stairwell with a convention guest who had just announced at a panel he was on that he had to leave early to shoot for Blue Blood. A crowded laundromat. A casino hallway. A store window with a traffic jam being caused in front. A variety of the expected graveyards. When my friend Andrew quit being in charge of White Wolf's Vampire the Masquerade line, he offered me the position as part of luring me to Atlanta but warned me it sucked. Following his advice, I declined the White Wolf job, but I accepted his offer of temporary warehouse space at the location of his new video game company. I guess he is going to know now that I totally induced GWAR to fuck in his warehouse. He got me back by flooding the place later I guess.
I'm looking forward to doing lots more guerrilla shoots and publishing them here. This is because I was absent the day they handed out the rulebook and I am endlessly amused watching others struggle when the senseless rules they attach to things are broken. Being able to think out of the box is important and being naked and sexy in unusual places is just darn entertaining.
-- Amelia G