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My name is Rob LeRoy. You could probably tell that from the name of the website. Super. I am a photographer in Los Angeles.* That's Los Angeles, California, in case you're wondering. That's right, I'm a fancy Hollywood photographer. And yes, I wear mostly black, because that's what fancy Hollywood photographers wear, even when it's 100 degrees. Such is my commitment to the craft. But I digress... Creativity flows through my veins and seeps from my pores like a cliched and lazy metaphor.  I love to take pictures of buildings and people and parties and other fun stuff.  Talented? Yes. Arrogant? Perhaps. Hilarious, handsome and a genuine joy to be around? Obviously. Do I like to ask and answer my own questions? What do you think? Hire me. You'll be glad you did. We'll probably become best friends. I smell better than you'd expect. And I'm pretty humble about it all. Also, I could really use the money. 

Ed. note: I live in Napa, now. I still drive to LA a few times a month, because I’m a masochist.

Ed. note #2: Now I live in San Rafael, near San Francisco. I still drive to Napa and LA a lot, because I’m a masochist and an idiot.

Ed. note #3: OK, so I left San Rafael because it was crushingly boring. I packed up and hit the road for 6 months, and have landed back in LA. So I could probably just erase all the ed. notes and just call it a day, but I won’t. I’m eccentric, like that. And also a masochist. And an idiot.

Ed. note #4: Fine. So I live in Seattle, again. LA is really expensive and I decided that being closer to most of my friends and family was cooler than spending $3500/month for a studio in Los Feliz just to impress people at dinner parties. And, if I’m being honest, there weren’t really very many dinner parties. Oh and BTW I’m a masochist and an idiot.