I Get By With A Little Help From My Chickens

08/17/2011

I Get By With A Little Help From My Chickens

The other day, I did a photo shoot with my friend and neighbor Leonna Sapphire. She needed a promo shot for her upcoming show (tonight, Wednesday August 17th, at The Tin House in Grass Valley, with the fabulous Helene Renaut!) and I was so happy to be behind the camera instead of in front of it. Leonna was an amazing model, and the chickens did a fabulous job, too.

If you are in Nevada County, come on out tonight and see Leonna Sapphire live tonight!

Aug 17, 2011 6:00:00 AM | Music

5 Comments

she's beautiful! so are her fluffy chickens! wish i could be there to hear her play!

Posted by: Hollie | 08/17/2011 at 12:45 PM

I love you Sasha!- you are the bestest!!!! <3<3<3 the chickens love you too!!!!

Posted by: Leonna Sapphire | 08/17/2011 at 02:36 PM

Gorgeous photos & gorgeous model. Leonna has awesome fashion sense & so do her birds!

Posted by: Suuzi | 08/17/2011 at 03:55 PM

ohhh, chickens how i love thee. and that shot between the trees is neat-o too

Posted by: *winter | 08/18/2011 at 01:33 PM

Not really wanting to post a comment, simply a fellow Athenian alumni wishing to make contact with Sasha. But no contact details given as far as I can see...

Posted by: Don Dennis | 12/04/2011 at 10:50 AM

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