Yup, most of my life has been put on hold for the last couple of weeks, but I'm happy that I managed to squeeze in a still photo shoot that I'd committed to shoot before the fires all started.
I'd been up (unexpectedly) until 3:00am covering the fires, but the modeling shoot was all arranged and outside of. . .oh, say. . .the models and designer. . .
. . .my being there as the photographer was just probably one of the more important elements needed to make this shoot happen.
Keep in mind that I had already worked six long days in a row and I'm doing all this without the benefit of coffee or similar caffeinated beverage.
Luckily, I had assistance from James Kang and Andrea Santana. They both volunteered the better part of their Sunday to play the role of photographer's assistants/second unit camera-picture-taker-people. . .
. . .okay, I don't even if their jobs have an official title. They helped me a lot and I wouldn't have been able to do this shoot without them.
It might not be true, but I have it in mind that mega-star fashion still photographers drink, party and recreate all night, then get propped up on set and assistants shove a Hasselblad in front of their boozey blurry faces.
I'm not there yet, but I can dream.
My assistants at least let me have first crack at the donuts. Hmm, I think I better have that written into all (any?) future contracts.
Article One: Befrank gets first crack at the donuts.
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