Back in the Studio
Here are a couple of pictures of Viktoria - founder and danseuse extraordinaire...
Da Boyz!
More Ad Work
Nothing new with that. After posting the selects from a recent shoot for a Summer Intensive ad and even getting as far as image delivery, the powers that be changed their mind. No longer was the image to be a just a "happy girl" with a big smile. It needed to say "dance" as well.
Yes, I know.
I specifically asked about this and was told that it wasn't necessary.
Ok, round two. We re-shot a series of images more along the lines of what they now wanted - 3/4 portraits with elements of "happy girl" and "dance" thrown in for good measure.
Hey, I can do that.
Here are some of the out-takes (my favorites, only some of these were selects for the client):
I'm very pleased with
this set and more-so with my wonderful model. What a
trooper. And I love the colors I was getting out of
Lightroom tonight. Sometimes things click, and
especially the blue tones were really working for me.
I caught a video on YouTube of imaging wunderkind and
all round great guy Seth Resnick (of D-65 Fame, highly recommended)
at Imaging USA today:
Forgive the goofy video, focus on Seth's pearls of
wisdom.
He's singing Lightroom's praises and I understand
why. Today I was asked to go back in my archive 8
months and get a picture for a client - it took me
less than a minute. I found it amidst the 60,000
other images I shot last year. Nice.
Finally, I worked late into the night working
on a book for a client - 90 images in 50 pages. The
prototype looks great and I'll be excited to send it
off to the printers...
Haircut!
To my utter surprise,
this morning she let me get away with it. Well,
mostly. I couldn't get her to let me go completely
bald on the sides (just the smallest comb), but it
looks really cute and he loves it. And honestly,
knowing the tidal wave that he is, it fits him
perfectly.
But why a mohawk? You see, my wife and I were punk
rock back in the day. We reveled in the music and the
straight edge lifestyle - as did all of our friends.
We were hardcore - boots, painted/studded leather
jackets, bright green Manic Panic dye and yes, the
most awesome haircut of them all: the mohawk. I wore
one for awhile - jet black and almost a foot tall. It
was supreme when put up, although it made driving a
chore as I'd have to tilt my head at a very
uncomfortable angle. Yes, imagine it. I even met my
mother-in-law to be for the first time in such glory.
But time crawls on, and 15 years later we are a
happily married couple with 4 kids and the lovely
family baggage that generally entails. Soccer.
Ballet. Boards of Directors. Corporate lackey. etc.
So I wax nostalgic at times regarding our more, ahem,
vivid lifestyle.
So here is one for the mohawk. Go Liam!
PS. Kids today have more-or-less normalized what was
fringe and exciting about punk, which kinda makes me
sad. But I do see some of that original spirit every
once in a while, so it ain't all posers and corporate
"edgy" garbage.
















