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the day before we were supposed to shoot, i got an email from tabitha saying that she had just gotten out of the hospital from some kind of bug or virus or whatever. she was all kinds of messed up for like over a week, but she was still on board so we made it happen – except we took things nice and slow and kept her topped up with some un-nauseating goldfish crackers to keep her from passing out. we had a long day, but she stuck it out.
model tabitha constance
hair/makeup/wardrobe by the very talented shelly van gage
we found an igloo. it wasn’t huge, but it was big enough that we both crawled in and could have squeezed another person at least – maybe two. it was the snowiest month in NY history and the fourth largest snow storm in the city on record – and i was shooting heidi just as the last of the snow was falling. in fact, before we finished it had completely stopped – minus the massive avalanches that fell down from the treetops at random. heidi is hilarious. she talks a lot – but not the annoying kind – she just says exactly what’s on her mind. i think that’s cool. she has lots of energy and didn’t need much direction. we shot till heidi was just about numb and wrapped the day with some hot chocolate.
i moved schools twice when i was growing up, and both times i was expected to know stuff at my new school that my last school had yet to teach. i remember showing up halfway during the year in 4th grade and my new class was having a multiplication bee (kind of like a spelling be) and i felt super stupid because my last school hadn’t started learning multiplication tables yet – so i’d just spout out some random number to get it over with then sit down acting like i tried. the next subject to suffer because of another move was geography. i never learned where stuff is. my former school had yet to teach it, my new school had already taught it. so i just never learned it. is it the schools’ fault for having different teaching schedules? course not, it’s MY fault for not having the initiative to learn it after the fact. but, nevertheless and notwithstanding – i still never learned my geography, including that stupid song about the states and capitals that pierces my heart every time i hear it. the way i learn geography is from the maps on airplane TVs. my first time out west i had no idea where oregon was until i saw it on a map halfway across the states. i learned where japan was when i saw it on the TV en route to tokyo. “where is ireleand?” you ask? well i could have told you right after i saw it on the airplane TV as we were leaving JFK. i usually pay pretty close attention to the maps, but for this trip the plane was kind of gangster and didn’t have individual TVs in front of every seat, but had community TVs and the one closest to me wasn’t easy to look at – so i didn’t. because of it i didn’t even really bother to see where barcelona was. i really don’t mind not know where places are. i kind of like the novelty of it all. it’s like every trip is a little surprise. as it turns out on the airplane TV map on the flight home, barcelona is in spain – and that’s underneath france. has been for a long time.
Posted by mareadyphotography in Uncategorized on January 8, 2010
this stinky bunch of rascals is my niece and nephews. they’re all fueled by goat milk. it’s pretty tolerable to get puked on by babies, but not if they’ve been drinkin goat milk. one day one of em hacked up on the bottom of my jeans, and i kind of ignored it. a few hours later i was like, “dude, WHAT is that SMELL?” and i couldn’t figure it out. every now and then i’d get a whiff of a smell that would almost curl my toenails, and i kept looking around to try and find it. another hour or so later, in some golden glance of inspiration, my eyes got big like quarters and i sat up straight and thought, “oh, no – my jeans.” i bent down to take a whiff and it was like a mangy, wet goat found it’s way to my legs about three weeks earlier, got nice and comfy, curled up and died. that stuff could make a vulture gag.
we say grace, we say ma’am – if you ain’t into that, we don’t give a damn
if you’re swedish and you don’t live under a rock, then you probably know about looptroop rockers. i hung with embee, the DJ/ looptroop producer for a couple of days after looptroop played their last show of their USA tour at the highline ballroom with cunninlyguist, grieves with budo, and tunji. the show was ill and everybody in the crowd was feeling it. especially a couple standing close to me who got hassled by security because they were about to bump uglies right there at the show. i might not have been conceived at a looptroop show, but that night my appreciation for looptroop rockers was born. embee not only rocks the looptroop sounds, but does his own thing as a solo DJ which won him the swedish grammy award for best hip hop or soul release of 2004. i heard rumors of more good things to come – so be expecting.
check out his newest work featuring nina ramsby:
sometimes i talk to myself while i’m shooting. like, i’ll mumble stuff about my camera settings and whatever. but not only is katherine an amazing model, she’s also handy with the camera and knew exactly what i was mumbling about, so i had to be on my toes not to mumble too much – or if i did, i had to make sure it wasn’t anything dumb. she totally killed it – and then after our shoot, she broke out her cammy and made me model for her. that was a first. check out my debut below. you can see more pictures of katherine, her photography and her writings on her website at iheartkat.com.