So I had the incredible opportunity to assist a world renown photographer on a photo shoot last night
(What! Is this real life?!)
and I walked away feeling like I presented myself badly and realizing I know ZILCHO about lighting.
Well, I learned some other things too.
Like don't piss off a model, they know more curse words
and how to accurately use them than a sailor.
Boudoir inspired shoots make me blush,
and after 7 hours of solid blushing I don't think I'll need blush for a couple months.
I like natural light and illuminating dark alley ways in the middle of downtown
with a scantily clad model is not my forte.
Once you hit hour 3 of holding a light over your head your neck gets a lovely kink
(which FYI has still not gone away. Ouch.)
Once I go into awkward mode,
there is no going back.
Moral of the story?
I'm not sure yet.
Maybe after that kink goes away I'll know.....
xoxo,
lyss
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