Friday, July 14, 2006

Photo shoot...

It's always good to be the assistant not the photographer. You get to have all the fun of the lights and shit, but in the end it's not your ass. Sometimes you get paid, sometimes you get fried rice.

Fried rice is better. Last night I had fried rice doing a shoot for a band. They were a young rock band who needed images for a CD cover. They were all very nice and very very young. I'm not sure either of them knew how to tie a tie. Yes I am that old. In fact the photographer asked me after I tied the tie, "J.R. are you feeling cranky?"

I responded with, "No just old." I did get the fucking tie tied. Can I also say I called it on the suspenders. I used the simple key phrase, "there is no fucking way on god's green god damn earth that those suspenders are going to work." The other guy in the band just nodded at me and we let them try on the suspenders. At some point I did get a touch cranky so I started counting down minutes to an arbitrary time to start shooting. It worked. Did I mention they were young? They got their shit together and out on the set. No suspenders.

The shoot went really well. I metered like a mad man. Constantly popping the flash. Checking my neopets on my phone, and metering some more. It was key to make sure they weren't just blown out. They wanted harsh so they were looking right at the flashes. Not at all softened.

The photographer was great. I had a lot of fun working with her, and I'm sure I was a huge help. Thai friend rice was good too.

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