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Warszawa, Poland
Commercial profile for a local business. Often, I am asked to photograph businesses in the same style that I work the street so that a portfolio of images can be built to showcase a business by showcasing the human element and connect their business to potential clients.
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in my grandfather's house. and one of my favorite mugs. i've been working recently on a blog that could also act as a portfolio of sorts, so that potential clients can get a taste of what i'm capable of regarding portraits as i launch this new side-business thang. so, here it is:
i have a few new england leftovers on this first post that i decided needed to be out in the world, instead of hiding in lightroom.
also, this is my first contribution to coffee cup friday. hope it doesn't disappoint.
a few pix from the winter market - got a potential client from this weekend, which could end up being on going, if she is happy with the work i did on the weekend....
this is the postcard that i give to new and potential clients. it lists my pricing on the back. the front isglossy, and matches my business cards. The back is just a flat finish.
I also just made up matching thank you cards with photo care info on the back to include with my orders.
Not for the squeamish, I know. But this shot has a story ...
I'm up in Elkhart, walking up to a potential clients door when I see this 4-5 inch long praying mantis on it. Very cool. I enter the lobby and ask to see this potential. As the clock ticked away while I was waiting, I decided I had to get my camera. So I went out to my car, came back and started taking shots.
The "potential" stiffed me! He decided he wasn't "going to be available today" ... that's what the receptionist said. The business environment can be rather rude these days. I guess it isn't quite as rude as the insect world. This mantis had an appetite that needed to be satisfied. What the shot doesn't show is the little guy is still moving. I think it said ... "HELP Meeeeee!"
No meeting, but I came away with a pretty cool shot.
Watermarking is tricky business and a rough territory. On one hand, you want your photos to be recognized as YOUR work and traceable back to your name and skill. On the other hand, and the reason I suspect not more photos are being watermarked, you want your photos to maintain its aesthetic look, because let's face it - nothing can be more distracting sometimes than a watermark on a fantastic photo. It's like going to prom with a giant zit on your face - you're dressed head to toe in the finest garments, you've gotten your hair professionally done... and blam! That blaring red pimple screams for everyone's attention. I might be digressing a bit, but sometimes that's how I feel about watermarked photos, especially watermarks that are just simply "So-and-so Photography" in big bold Times New Roman font. Even if the watermark is dressed up with a logo or presented in some kind of business-casual outfit, it's still a little distracting. Sometimes when I'm on Flickr, a watermark can nearly destroy the entire aesthetic or atmosphere of a photo that I don't want to favorite it. "I'd favorite that photo if only there wasn't that watermark... ." I say "sometimes" because very rarely, a watermark is so nicely designed and discreet that it actually fits in with the aesthetic of that particular photo. It's very rare. But I can't imagine someone designing a different watermark for every single photo solely for the sake of keeping aesthetics. That is not, and never will be, the point of a watermark.
I completely understand watermarking in various situations such as client proofing or for the intention of protecting your precious work, but when you watermark every single one of your photos that you post on facebook (like your hamster or that salad you just ate), doesn't that kind of give an air of pretentiousness? It's like saying, "I took this and it's so good that people might want to steal it so I have to watermark it..." What if (dun dun dun) you post a picture that everyone thinks is absolutely horrendous (that salad looks disgusting!) and it's got your name and reputation on it?
But what about when you just want some credit when you know people don't care as much as you do? Let's say you're at a small party or gathering. You take a bunch of photos, post them online, and get people using your photos as their profile pictures. They get tons of comments on it, saying "Sweet picture!" "Looks so professional!" Yada yada yada.. how do you feel? Do you feel like you should have stuck a "Your Photography" on the picture so that people would say "You took that picture, nice job!" and perhaps a bit of a stretch, maybe "Hey I need some professional photos done too!" Honestly, sometimes I do feel that way.
I was once hired to be a photographer for an event. I gave them the CD full of pictures, full-resolution and un-watermarked, explaining to them that I'd like to credited on whatever website they'd be posting the images on because I didn't want "Annie Hall Photography" invading John and Jane's gorgeous pose together. I saw the album on Facebook. I had to contact them again because they didn't put my name anywhere.
But hey, let's look at the dynamics of facebook or whatever popular social networking site:
1. Most people will crop the photos so that their face is dead center in the newly formed 4x3 composition. Because facebook gave us that option. Your original composition is dead. Whatever watermark you put there might have, and probably will have, been cropped out too.
2. I will safely say that a LOT people think that photos are photos. Nobody cares who took the picture. People will admire the actor but will hardly pay attention to the cinematographer, and that's why you want that watermark there, to claim your existence in the picture, quite literally.
3. Someone saw your magnificent photo floating around in cyberspace, but it had no collar on it to lead it back to its owner. Bummer, you just lost a potential client.
4. "Relax, it's just Facebook."
However bit of a stretch I could be making with the "potential client" or "grotesque scratch on that beautiful car," I'm just trying to make a point that it's a tough call, and it's extremely tricky to find some common ground between aesthetics and credits. I myself am still trying to decide - when do I watermark an image? Do I want to imply that these photos are "sooo awesome" that people might want to steal it? It's tough stuff. And with the onset of all these social networking sites and photo sharing sites, it doesn't get easier.
(c) Annie Hall! AHHH!!!!!
Red Herrings :
Act Three - Herrings shaken, not stirred
Sunday, early Morning.
The Chief Inspectors Superior, roused out of bed by the baron in his castle, called his subordinate at 4:20 in the Sunday morning. The screws were royally applied to the whole affair, he demanded full reports first in thing morning and continuing on a regular basis as developments were made, up until the kidnapped girls were recovered.
The Chief Inspector and his team were back at the investigation by 8 am the next morn .
A run through the Interpol computers came up with a only few isolated events of jewels disappearing while being worn.
A few dances, shopping malls and theatres… but only one or two pieces at a time, nothing ever reported missing from one function on this large a scale. But no descriptions of any of the thieves were obtained, and no arrest reports filed ! So there was a complete dead-end end to that line of inquiry!
There was also received back word back about any matches to his descriptions of the Priest, dark skinned man, two ladies, and the members of the filming crew from the interviewed guests the evening before. Interpol’s collection of known thieves and kidnappers turned up no close hits, although a list of suspected jewel thieves known to be in the area was given, further murking the already muddied up waters a bit….
He handed the lists over to a Detective inspector and his team to trace down any leads.
Now, in the Chief inspectors view, that meant they were a probably after a group of solo thieves who had come up with the idea of collaboration of skills for this event, with a bit of kidnapping on the side. And probably also had managed to stay under the radar, up until now! Which hopefully meant they were younger, and more likely to eventually make a mistake !
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The Chief Inspector than dispatched a Detective Sargent and 4 constables, along with and a dog handler with a German Shepard trained to smell blood and cadavers, back out to St. Andrews to give the grounds a thorough going over in daylight.
There was nothing further to report until 9:am, when the Detective sergeant sent out to check round the hotels had finally located the actor and the actress at the hotel both were staying at. He was in route now with the pair.
Each one, upon arrival, was placed into separate guarded interview rooms.
The information both gave was unfortunately quite limited.
The Chief Inspector interviewed the actor first:
Yes he knew the director, a mid -level talent usually found working in small series. He lived in London, like the actor did.
Yes he knew the director’s London address, but no , he did not know where the director and his crew were spending the weekend in town. Theirs had had been short scripts, with no real, need for rehearsals or meetings. It was only for a test shoot, wasn’t it? So they had only met when the limo had deposited them at the filming site.
The actress was staying in the same hotel, and the Limo had collected and dropped them both off. They had been alone in the Limo, the director and his assistant had ridden in the jumper seat of the black van driven by one of the camera men. No, he never saw them loading anything in the van. Much too busy signing autographs, wasn’t he?
No, other than the director, he had never met or worked with any other members of the film crew.
No, he had never been at St. Davids before, and had not known any of the guests there.
No, he had been too focused on his job to pay any attention to what was going on amongst the guests. He did not see anything unusual.
He read over the descriptions of the troupe of thieves, but did not admit to having noticed then=m either.
Bloody twit, the Chief Inspector though gruffly to himself as he departed the interview, to damn full of himself!
The Actress was than interviewed:
She was a heartbreaker, not overly intelligent, whose main acting credentials apparently were her legs!
She also much gave the same answers as the actor, with a couple of notable exceptions…
She had only done a few plays on the Eastend , and a small part in a tv commercial. This was her first time doing any type of filming for a movie. No she was not contacted by the director personally, her agent had told her about it and had arranged everything.
No, she never heard where the director or his crew were staying, or had ever met or worked with any of em prior to the weekend.
She had met all of them, including the actor, for the first time that night at St. Davids.
Of course she had met the actor first on the Limo drive she corrected herself giggling. No, there had been no rehearsals, the scripts had been simple, and add libbing had been encouraged. since it was only a test shoot with a limited budget, there was to be no dress rehearsals!
Just to be paid for an evening’s work and hotel fare, that was all the job entailed.
She had been at St. Davids before, as a young girl out for a holiday with her parents, had taken the tour of the historic building and grounds.
She also had not really seen anything out of the ordinary going on amongst the guests.
When she had gone through the descriptions she did remember the dark skinned gentleman who she thought looked rather dashing in his tux, and had actually looked out for him during the autograph signing. But he had failed to make an appearance.
Though she thought she had glimpsed him standing off talking to a lady in a green gown in a corner of the garden as she was waiting to sign autographs . But she could not be sure, she giggled nervously...she had looked at the spot while leaving she admitted coyly, but no one was there.
Could she give a description of the lady he was talking too. No she giggled, it had been the dark skinned man she was hoping would have asked for her autograph, not them!
Did you see or meet any priests.
She had remembered seeing a couple of priests, She knew one had met them at the door, but really could not describe him.
All priests looked the same, don’t they now? , she giggled once again, causing the female constable observer to wince as she stood at attention behind the actress.
Did any of the priests ask for your autograph ? Nope, none of them, but that would have been a lark now, wouldn’t it have? She giggled again.
But of course, it had been a priest who had supplied the pens and paper, hadn’t it.
Yes she said after some thought, but giggled, don’t think I would recognize him ever again!
They both, of course tried asking their own questions, but were met with tight lipped silence from the Chief inspector.
Dead ends, the both of them
They were advised not to leave the area until further notice and released.
The Chief Inspector sat in his office pondering…
So, was there a reason a pair of lesser known actors had been recruited. And was it important that neither of them had met or worked with the filming crew before. How much time was actually spent on giving out the autographs? It had been the, or a , priest who had started the autograph session. Was another reason for it, a more sinister one perhaps?
So the Director and his crew were still mysteriously missing, and what part of all this did they play?
He decided that they needed to be the major focus of the investigation…especially since the suspected thieves as of yet, had not been identified.
And after all he reasoned, their van was the only vehicle seen in the area to have been able to conceal 3 kidnap victims!
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The Chief Inspector immediately dispatched the sergeant and a constable to the directors townhouse in London, after contacting Scotland Yard to send a man around and detain the Director, or to hold the area if no one was home until his sergeant detective arrived on scene.
He told the Detective Sergeant, that once the director and crew were rounded up, to make sure he acquired the film… It may came in handy to see what the cameras may have caught in regards to whom was doing to what to whom in the background!
Meanwhile the three victims whom had phoned in that night before, arrived promptly at ten as requested.
The inspector interviewed each of the couples separately:
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The first couple came in, a retired colonel and his rather quiet lady.
The colonel tried to do all the talking for both of them, but he was quickly hushed, and his wife, obviously no used to being able to speak in public, managed to wrench out a few syllables.
She had worn a diamond brooch shaped like a robin in flight. A body and wings of diamonds, with red ruby eyes and a red ruby breast. It had belonged to her husband’s mother, one piece of a rather large collection she had inherited some many years back.
They had no children, or close relatives, so they had been there alone. She had gone out to watch the filming in the gardens whilst her husband had been in the smoking area upstairs.
No she had not been in any contact with the film crew…
At first she really did not remember anything else out of the ordinary. But after the Chief Inspector had given her a brief description of the all the suspects, she did recall a rather pleasant priest who apparently had been tripped into her. She had been talking to him when her husband had come with her wrap, and had ever so gallantly helped her on with it. At this her husband snorted.
The Chief Inspector than tried to ask the colonel(ret) some questions, but the man stubbornly refused to admit that he had had time to bother observing anything his fellow guests were doing!
Neither one recalled when the last time they had seen the brooch, not missing it until up in their rooms getting ready to retire.
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The second couple came in, a bit younger than the first, in their forties.
The husband was an investment banker, a rather stuffy, slick specimen with a thin moustache and a gold capped toothy smile. He had spent most of the evening chatting it up with clients and potential clients. With him it was always business, and his wife was frequently left alone to her own devices.
His wife was a tallish lady, quite regal in appearance, poise and manner. She had lost her rather valuable bracelet. She looked sad when she mentioned her lose, her husband just smiled, no worries love, jut buy another, like falling of a horse, the sooner you get back on, the better you will feel!
She had been one of the ones asked to dance in the background and as her husband was not available, had danced with a man whose description fitted with the dark skinned male wearing the fancy tux to a tea.
But she had also been out in the gardens and had remembered talking to a pretty blonde in red taffeta. No, she had not been bumped, and the lady had been a keen on her necklace, holding it up , with her permission, for a better look. Never mentioned or looked at the bracelet?
Do you have any idea when the last time you remembered seeing your bracelet my dear? The Chief Inspector asked curiously.
The wife though long and hard over this, no she admitted, couldn’t remember. But than my mind was on the filming wasn’t it.
So, did you see the two of em together then, the dark skinned Romeo and the lady in red taffeta? No she had not, but she had seen the darker skinned man talking to a younger lady girl wearing a red satin gown.
She gave a description, and it matched that if one of the missing twins, right down to her sparkling jewels.
Where did you see them talking he asked mildly interested ( would not do to scare her off the question) The girl was standing talking to one of the film crew, man with a camera, the man in the tux was standing behind her, also asking questions….
A few more questions produced nothing more of interest, though the Chief Inspector felt that he may at long last be starting to untangle the thorny problem that was his case!
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The third and last couple proved to be no lesser snobs than the first.
The husband was a rather pompous barrister, man in his late 50’s. He sat down with a stern look placed upon his face, listening intently to make sure all questions were prompt and to the point.
His wife was a rather pretty thing, chirpy, with big blue eyes and reddish hair, short ,only about 4’11 and quite a bit younger than the fuming barrister, just barely into her thirties, an autumn spring romance if ever there was…
She had started out twittering her story with a high pitched voice that was almost comical:
Her and her husband had danced a bit, before the Barrister’s knee had flamed up and he sought refuge in the smoking lounge, where he stayed until his wife had collected him early, so he could take his medication before turning in..
Since she was already wearing her wrap, he had not noticed the missing diamond pendent with its diamond chain from around her throat.
Yes, the wife remembered seeing a priest entering with the film crew, and he had actually appeared at her shoulder son after her husband had left and engaged her in friendly conversation.
The wife remembered having danced with a few gentleman during the filming… one of which again matched the description of the Dark skinned Romeo.
He had stood a good 2 heads taller than her, and she remembered how low he had to bend over to talk to her. He had been ever so nice, and had taken her to collect her wrap, and had helped her on with it.
What was your warp the inspector asked?
A white Russian sable cape, with diamond clasps. A gift from her husband, like the pendent….
Nice gifts, thought the chief Inspector dryly, wonder what indiscretions the barrister bloke was paying for ! He thought to himself.
The wife had left right after the filming. Though she would have like to have met the actor. She had seen him entering with a priest, and had seen the priest as her dance partner was helping her into the sable warp wrap. On a lark she thought about staying and asking the priest if he could arrange meeting the actor for her.
She had gone up to him, and had asked him that very same question. He apologized, but said it was not his right to ask him for such a favor. He had been very pleasant about it all, and had complimented her on her attire.
So you showed him what you were wearing. Yes she giggles, I had unfastened me cape so he could get a better look, and I was hoping it would help me make my case. Was that bad of me, trying something like that on a Priest? She chirped coyly.
Her husband snorted his displeasure.
Did you notice atoll if you were still wearing your pendent, no she admitted blushing, I was too nervous about asking the priest my question . He had helped her button back up, and that was the end of it.
She had gone upstairs to collect her husband, and the chauffer drove them home soon afterwards…
The husband just grunted, what she said, when the Chief Inspector tried to delicately question the Barrister.
He let them both go, entering his office to find a pair of sergeants writing out their reports.
The first one reported that none of the hotels checked in the area had the name or description of the director, his assistant or the two cameramen, which in the detectives eyes, made it all the more suspicious about what part they all had played in the kidnappings.
The second sergeant was in from the task force sent to scour the grounds.
No further evidence of the thefts, or of missing girls was uncovered. No scuffle marks, loose jewels, or even a broken branch was found to give a Clue as to what had transpired that evening, or what had happened to the vanished girls..
There was a set of tyre marks leading from the parking lot past the small stone house with the green door. They were suspicious because they appeared to have been made in a hurry, cutting through the lawn to take a short cut. Plaster castes had been made of those imprints..
So nothing really new to put a decent spin on the case, The Chief Inspector thought bleakly..
It was a rather downtrodden Chief Inspector who called in with his bi - hourly update.
He promptly had his head chewed off and served to him on a platter….
Do you mean lad, that three ultra-wealthy girls with important ultra- wealthy parents, and a small fortune in jewels had all vanished, totally and completely, with no evidence to speak of!?
Blimey lad, what have you been playin at, cause it certainly aint the game of detecting!
Not atoll satisfactory Inspector, not atoll !!!
Listen ere now, place every available man on this case, follow down every thread you can find, no matter how thin!
And if those girls are not back with their families within the next 24 hours, you will be demoted so fast your head will spin laddie, and I will find someone to take your sorry place who knows how to run a proper investigation!!!!
It does no good mate, the Chief Inspector’s Superior roared at him through the phone, to eliminate where the girls aren’t, and who has not got them, we need to know where they are and in whose clutches!!!!!!
With that the phone was slammed down on the other end, and the C.I. leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes. He knew he needed to find answers or heads would have to roll, his being first, knocking down the others like so many bowling nine pins!!
He opened his eyes wide and sat straight up… And why the bloody ‘ell has there been no ransom demand!?
Or had there? He reached for the phone, sending extra men around to the Manor and the Castle telling them to lie low and follow anyone who comes and goes from the house…
Two hours later he still did not have the answer to that particular question about the unsent ransom notes, but he was to find the answer to another perturbing question, and the first real break in the case….!
Two hours later, The two police officers sent by the Chief Inspector had arrived at the directors London town house only to find it deserted. As they stood at the back of the Townhouse talking to an officer form London, a sports car could be heard crunching along the long graveled driveway in front ……………….
End of Act 3
“Quand on rencontre un mystère, on croit généralement être scélérats cachés “
Author Unknown
To be Continued 😉
This shot was conceived as an idea to update one of my all time fave photos "Portrait of a Psychedelic Surfer" (see comments) but this time with a female perspective. Of course it has nothing like the same spark, as this was contrived where the original was a spontaneous reaction to the way the elements combined on a special day.
But it has a certain something that i like, the quirky englishness of the way she's standing there in her stripey pink wellies! and the way the long shadow anchors her to the corner of the frame.
It was hastily arranged (in a few hours) with the first willing female i could find in reaction to a request from a potential client who was on a deadline, i don't think it will come to fruition with that particular customer, but I thought it was worth giving the shot its moment in the spotlight here.
Massive thanks to Sally for being game to turn up at short notice and wade about in a very cold english channel (the boots came off a bit later) whilst i tried to figure out the best way to deal with shooting almost directly into about a billion megawatts of direct sunlight.
*William update: he seems much better today, and so far the rest of us haven't got it (fingers remain crossed on that one)
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©2012 Jason Swain, All Rights Reserved
This image is not available for use on websites, blogs or other media without the explicit written permission of the photographer.
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busy year so far, unfortunately not busy shooting. I recently found out from a potential client my website seemed to have been infected with a malware. So I spent the last couple of weeks rebuilding. I can now finally get back in the swing of shooting....
check it out, there are a couple of images I haven't posted on here....hope everyone's year started of great...
Friday, June 12, 2009.
Well, the week is near over. It's been a crappy one indeed.
Not so much for me, but more for people I love and care about.
So what lessons have been learned this week? Well...
(1) The Lord giveth, and the Lord taketh away.
(2) Never start a diet near the end of a pay period, when all that's left in the house to eat is sugar, carbs, and processed foods.
(3) Linus was right. There are three things never to discuss with people: religion, politics, and the Great Pumpkin. Every time I talk about the Great Pumpkin, someone always gets upset.
(4) If I suspect I'm quoting higher than a potential client is willing to pay, I probably am. If I quote a price that makes me feel it's hardly even worth it, that's probably the right price.
(5) Compliments might feed the ego, but they don't feed the kids.
(6) Any teacher who feels threatened and mistrustful of a student who aspires to be more like them is in need of some serious soul-searching.
(7) Be careful whom you call a "friend", never underestimate another person's capacity for spitefulness and hypocrisy, and always stand by the one(s) you love.
If my name was "Max Patch" I'd become a traveling salesperson and every time I met a potential client I'd extend my hand for an unnecessarily vigorous handshake and say, "Max Patch. Put it 'ere!"
Photos from this series, along with others, are available as prints. You can check them out on my website: bit.ly/2IGqA0z. I can do a variety of sizes, with or without a frame, print or canvas wrap. Message me for details.
The main feature of an evening at the Moulin Rouge is the performance. The revue has become internationally famous as the home of the traditional French can-can, which is still performed there today.
The can-can existed for many years as a respectable, working-class party dance, but it was in the early days of the Moulin Rouge that courtesans first adapted the dance to entertain the male clientele. The dance was usually performed individually, with courtesans moving in an energetic and provocative way in an attempt to seduce potential clients. It was common for them to lift their skirts and reveal their legs, underwear and occasionally the genitals,and as time progressed can-cans seen at the Moulin Rouge became increasingly vulgar and overtly erotic, causing much public outrage.
Later however, with the rising popularity of music hall entertainment in Europe, courtesans were no longer required at the Moulin Rouge and it became a legitimate nightclub. The modern can-can was born as dancers (many of them failed ballet dancers with exceptional skill) were introduced to entertain the guests. The can-can that we recognise today comes directly from this period and, as the vulgarity of the dance lessened, it became renowned for its athletic and acrobatic tricks.
The Moulin Rouge lost much of its former reputation as a « high-class brothel » and it soon became fashionable for French society to visit and see the spectacular cabarets, which have included a can-can ever since. The dance is recognisable for the long skirts with heavily frilled undergarments that the dancers wear, high kicks, hops in a circle whilst holding the other leg in the air, splits, cartwheels and other acrobatic tricks, normally accompanied by squeals and shrieks. Whilst the dance became less crude, the choreography has always intended to be a little risqué and somewhat provocative.
This is an outtake from last weeks picture.
I have no picture for this week. But maybe I'll get the chance to shoot tomorrow after work - if not... who cares.
I'm reflecting about starting a photoblog or a website for a while now. I've looked over a few providers, but... I haven't really found what I want and what I feel 100 percent confident about.
I thought about a web-adress which I can share for potential clients.
So now the big question: Do I just want a Hompage with a Portfolio or do I want a page where I can post (more) pictures from the last shootings.
What do you guys think?
What experiences did you gain?
Would you prefer a blog or a website?
Do you have some tips which platform to use? (like blogspot, weebly, wordpress...)
Show me your own web-performace (:
Thank you.
Laura
my tumblr for those who are interested.
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Warszawa, Poland
Commercial profile for a local business. Often, I am asked to photograph businesses in the same style that I work the street so that a portfolio of images can be built to showcase a business by showcasing the human element and connect their business to potential clients.
Links to all of my work. Instagram. Website. Behance. linktr.ee/ewitsoe
Training day with the SMORE representatives: Val instructs her apprentices on how to meet and greet potential clients.
This young man turn this stone mill by hand in order to tease potential clients … Such an artificial scenery !
A sample cake for a potential client, Melissa... this cake shows her how some whimsical details can still be elegant!
A white fondant icing is striped with greens and pink, with subtle swirls and an embossed dot pattern with color highlights - then finished with striped white chocolate roses!
A three tier version may be in the works - hopefully! =)
[Snow White decided to take a backseat to singing and become a manager. It was a little hard at first, but she finally is getting it together. She finally got herself a talented, young starlet who is also the newest princess, Moana. At first Snow was excited and ready to mold fresh talent, but quickly realized Moana was a prima donna.
It's been a few months now and Moana's career is finally taking off. Today is her first big modeling gig at the beach for a swimsuit ad in Wonderland Fashion Magazine. Snow is hoping Moana does well, but it doesn't seem like it. Moana hates taking directions from "others" not on her "level". Snow is checking her phone messages from another potential client when she hears Moana's prima donna temper tantrum.]
M: Ugh! Stop, stop, stop!
Photographer: What's wrong?
M: What's wrong are YOUR directions! You're not even trying to get my good side! And this swimsuit color? [she makes a disgusted gag motion] GAG! Even a person with no sense of style could tell blue is SOOO not my color!
Photographer: Well, if you feel that way maybe you shouldn't---
[Snow can see that if she doesn't quickly intervene Moana will lose the modeling contract. She runs over to defuse the situation. ]
S: Whoa, whoa, whoa! She doesn't mean that! She's just tired. We all are! We've been out here for hours, it's cold, and I'm sure we're all hungry. Let's take say...10 minutes to relax and regroup? [she gives a nervous smile]
Photographer: Well...alright. But anymore of that and---
S: I promise. There won't be anymore outbursts like that. Princesses honor!
[The photographer and crew leaves to the refreshment table. She turns to Moana who still has an attitude.]
S: Moana...we've talked about this. You just can't---
M: I most certainly can! Do these people know who I am?! I'm Moana! Beautiful, talented, royal, loved by all!
S: Mhm, yes, yes, dear. These people do know who you are, but you still have to treat them with respect.
M: Hmpf! I will when they do the same for me! These people have been awful to me from the start! No sparkling water, just plain bottled water, then the makeup artist, if you can even call her that, totally put the wrong shade of foundation on me, and now that hack photographer is getting all of my wrong sides. How can anyone work in those kinds of conditions?! These amateurs don't care about me or my image!
S: I promise you these professionals will make you look the way you want everyone to see you look like. Just behave. We can't afford another dropped contract. I'm still trying to convince Oliver Music and Company to give you another chance to record for them.
M: They're hacks too, but whatever. The sooner I get this done the better. I'll take that silly man's poor directions and get this photo shoot over with.
S: Thank you. I'll go get the crew.
M: Hmpf.
Bebé made the first approach to me as she asked if she could stand in my area. I told her sure, no problem and we began to talk. I was starting to attract a lot of “lookers” and it was good as the girls saw this as potential clients coming from the licensed girls over to the shadow side of the district. Several of the girls asked me to move to the corner and I did so to be more exposed to the traffic. Bebé came to talk for a bit but because of the pecking order she had to return back to her place soon. Bebé was not complex in her speech. I could tell she was educated and after a brief moment I noticed she was not 16 but older. She told me of the economic collapse, which was the greatest since the Nazi invasion of Greece. I asked her how she knew this was the case and she said she had been a teacher’s aide but had lost her job through government cutbacks. Her father was not well and her mother could not find work. Looking at the ground she said “this is what I must do to survive and for my family to survive.”
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Never really shot fish before, but I've always wanted to. Well, now I have a potential client shooting aquarium stock...and coral. I'm notoriously bad at this, but I'll keep trying to perfect it...
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A sample cake for a potential client, Melissa... this cake shows her how some whimsical details can still be elegant!
A white fondant icing is striped with greens and pink, with subtle swirls and an embossed dot pattern with color highlights - then finished with striped white chocolate roses!
A three tier version may be in the works - hopefully! =)
the City Synthopolis is the biggest city on the planet, with 103 million citizens,
and is one of the most dangerous places on Earth
Meet Silas Kane, the renowned Bounty Hunter also known as the best on the planet.
He has been contacted by a potential client who wants to meet him at the Synth Saloon, the number one Bounty Hunter bar in Synthopolis. As he enters the bar, he spots a man dressed in black sitting in the corner, who signals for Kane to come over.
Little does he knows that the contract he is about to accepts will be more dangerous than he thought
I've have never felt that the weather in Manchester came close to being tropical. Despite that workers have started making a fuss about wearing shorts. It happens when the temperature rises above about 15 degrees C. For warehouse staff and drivers long trousers may offer a degree of protection against sharp objects, bare metal edges, protruding nails, and protect against splashed hazardous chemicals or against burns from flames and hot objects. Employers have a duty of care towards their employees, so much that if they allow them to be endangered they risk claims for injury and potentially huge fines or even imprisonment. "Oh but FedEx and UPS drivers wear shorts!" they will say, as if that makes it OK. Personally I think they look more like school kids which is OK if the company provides them with a school uniform. But in my job, I was expected to sit in a boiling hot car in hot weather and visit customers wearing a full suit, jacket, buttoned collar and tie no matter how hot or cold, year after year when cars didn't have air conditioning. Is it acceptable for a Sales Director to attend a meeting with a potential client in shorts? I didn't complain when I sweltered getting into my baking hot car in suit and tie. And truck drivers always wore long trousers without complaint for decades before UPS and FedEx appeared in their school kid uniforms. What has changed? Why has everyone suddenly become weak and unable to cope with a bit of variation in temperature? Do we see the Police asking to wear shorts? And they wear stab or bullet proof vests, wear hats and carry a load of gear too.
Having said that I wonder if they are at risk of carrying too much gear. Guarding an ancient U-2 spy plane at RIAT I saw one sergeant laden down in gear. He's got a ballistic jacket on, ear defenders and sun shades to protect him against bullets, noisy jets and sunshine. And he's ready to attack. But what with? How long will it take him to decide the appropriate force to use?
Does he grab the perpetrator and use his hand cuffs?
Does he pull out and extend his night stick/truncheon?
Does he use his taser?
Does he use his pistol strapped to his leg.
Does he use his sub-machine gun?
Or does he just sit on top of them and suck another Murray Mint from the bag in his pocket?
What do you think?
Having said that I have been massively impressed with the speed at which Police forces across Europe have reacted and eliminated terrorist threats, especially in the UK where we traditionally have not had armed Police.
Warszawa, Poland
Commercial profile for a local business. Often, I am asked to photograph businesses in the same style that I work the street so that a portfolio of images can be built to showcase a business by showcasing the human element and connect their business to potential clients.
Links to all of my work. Instagram. Website. Behance. linktr.ee/ewitsoe
I spend countless hours driving around in the late afternoon near where I live looking for possible locations to do client shoots. I watch where the sun goes and how it affects the terrain based on different times a year. I study the vegetation and it’s growth, color and demise throughout the year as it pertains to how it would affect the background and overall look-and-feel of a potential photo. I check out for private property, govt land. I look at parking, trail access. My goal is to find a location, which might be somewhere you pass all the time, but no one has ever used for photography. I do this in a 25 mile radius of where I live. I use Google Maps/Satellite View to do preliminary research, then after viewing the location, contact places like the County Assessor for location ownership, or if it’s on federal/state land, see what sort of usage is allowed. Then I either ask or hire test models (shown here) to come out with me to shoot at various times to test all those elements for future paid client shoots.
Sometimes, like with National Park property, a permit is necessary, along with liability insurance. And if it is private property, you have to know your rights and what is and isn’t allowed regarding private property. I happen to know California Penal Code 602 verbatim in case I’m ever questioned.
Ask my wife. After work, if nothing is going on, you’ll find me just driving aimlessly around the backroads, hills, and valleys making mental notes of possible locations. Even driving with her, she’ll notice my head snapping side to side looking for locations. Unique locations like this is the difference between someone taking a client to the local park and taking photos and someone more dedicated to their profession. The prices should reflect this.
And then I find this ad on Craigslist:
Photogr seeks Scenic Locations for Photoshoots, Looking for Rooftop, The higher up , the better. Or an OLD BARN, Or something old and run down.
Also, anything that could be an interesting back drop/Very open minded on locations ect. - ( could be office suite/interesting home/garage/vacant home-commercial property ect. )------preferably in oxnard/camarillo/ventura area-----Will exchange for Credits on Photo Blog/and or photo services ect.
So all that time, research, and dedication to finding locations, and I’m just suppose to tell others where they are? Especially those newer photographers who might have the same potential client-pool as myself? Hey, part of the job of creating photos is finding the locations for them. People hire me because of the look of my photos. If everyone else had the same look, then my value would go down.
Anyone else protect their locations or sensitive about who they share it with? Or am I being a jaded, bitter old man?
All Summer I have been focusing on weddings. One after another without a whole lot of other kind of shoots. While I love weddings, I still have that need for being creative and using the environment to my advantage and come up with something which invokes emotion, which embodies personality and encompasses personal interpretation.
I first met Carlye last year for her senior photos. We then did family photos earlier this year. She contacted me again about doing some portfolio work and it sounded like the perfect mid-week way to spend an afternoon. We got lots of creative looks in three different outfits, resulting in a full portfolio of images she can submit to agencies.
I think diversifying is good not only for the photographer to keep those creative juices flowing, but it also shows potential clients the versatility available from the photographer. While this business model doesn't work for restaurants like In & Out who only specialize in one thing, I'm more of a Sizzler-kind of photographer, delving into a lot of different things, but of course without the food poisoning.
Warszawa, Poland
Commercial profile for a local business. Often, I am asked to photograph businesses in the same style that I work the street so that a portfolio of images can be built to showcase a business by showcasing the human element and connect their business to potential clients.
Links to all of my work. Instagram. Website. Behance. linktr.ee/ewitsoe
As I enter the building, I'm overwhelmed by this smell. One of sage being burned or something, but also of scented candles. I'm not sure where the smell's coming from, as I don't immediately see any candles. I try to brush it off, as I walk through the worn down room. I see Devyn McAllister sitting behind her desk, looking at various papers. She's approximately in her late 20s, early 30s, if I had to guess. What I can see of her face just looks like she's gone on for days without sleep. I kind of feel bad for coming in now, but the sign did say open.
"Hi... Devyn McAllister?" She finally notices I'm there, and looks up at me.
"Yeah that's me. Who are you supposed to be exactly?" She says in response, while she scans me from head to toe. Guess I should've seen this coming, as the heroes of ARCHON are the only heroes that are household names to the people of Cardinal City.
"Oh me? I'm Captain Solar! Protector of the innocent!" I announce in my most stereotypical hero voice.
"Right.. Is there something you need from me, cause otherwise, you're just wasting your time."
"Do you treat all of your potential clients this way? Kind of seems like it would be bad for business."
"Well sorry 'Captain Solar', but I just like cutting to the chase. Doesn't help that life's been especially cruel lately." She says, mocking my choice of a superhero name.
"Yeah, well, this city has a habit of being cruel to good people. But since you don't seem interested in chatting so much, I'll get straight to the point. I need to find someone called 'Architect'. I was told that you are pretty good at finding people."
"Anything else?"
"Uhh, not really?! It's not I've seen Architect in person or anything, just heard the name through conversation."
"Oh, well that's just great. You do realize that my clients give me more to work off than just a name right? It also doesn't help that there are millions of people literally called architects throughout the world. But sure, I'll just go find my magic wand and bippity boppity boo, the wild Architect appears out of thin air. This is even assuming this Architect is a real person, and not complete nonsense" Way to not hold back at all.
"So you won't take me on as a client then?" My expression fades from excitement, to disappointment just like that.
"I didn't say that... I'm just saying don't get your hopes up too high. With a lack of information though, the price goes up, and it'll take longer for me to investigate. Anyways, here's my service rate." When she finishes talking, she grabs a scrap of paper, and starts writing on it. After a few seconds, she hands it over to me, and my jaw drops. That's definitely more than I was expecting.
"Woahh okay.. Do you take cheques?
"So long as I get paid, it doesn't really matter to me. Not sure how a kid like you has this much money, but I'm not going to complain about it. Small suggestion though, you probably should pay in cash, leaves no paper trail that way. Less risk for whoever you are behind that scrap metal you call a costume."
"Not a fan of the shade you're throwing at me, but you're right about the cash thing. I'm still getting used to this whole hero thing. I'll be back in a few days with the cash then."
"Yea alright. My work hours are on the door. If I'm not here, call my cell, and I'll get back to you when I can." Just before I'm about to ask what her number is, she hands me her business card. Wow, who knew it was this easy to get a girls number. All it takes is for me to go in as a superhero! Ah, who am I kidding? Devyn only gave me her number so that she can get paid, and Dusk's with Dawn. Not that I care anyway, as I only have feelings for one girl. I'm only seen as a friend in her eyes though, nothing more. Ugh, enough with this internal monologue I'm having, I should get home, as after all, it's a school night. Also, I'm pretty sure I haven't been home for at least a day. So my parents are probably freaking out right about now. Oh boy, how am I gonna get out of this one? Honestly, I have no clue, but I better work out something fast.
TBH....To Be Honest.
You know what bugs me almost more than anything else in life? It is people who say, "To be honest!" I could be half asleep, utterly bored by someone droning on and on about the night out they had with Wayne Rooney, but the moment they say, "To be honest" I'm instantly awake, cocked and ready to fire. Or fall about laughing. I forgive people if they say it once, but the more they say it the more you will see a grin appear on my face! I taught myself never to say "To be honest". I tick myself off if those three words ever slip out between my lips in a moment of carelessness. Because, to me, if someone says "To be honest" why should I believe anything else they have said up to that point? An honest person doesn't need to say, "To be honest". I am honest (well, being totally honest, most of the time I am).
I was never designed to be a salesman. I wasn't the right image, was shy, didn't have the gift of the gab. But I knew it was the only way to get the rewards I wanted. Success would only come through hard work. And when you are in the business of selling airfreight services, moving goods around the world, it’s all about ‘You’. We had no tangible product to put before a potential client to see, examine check out. It comes down to your words and how you engage with the client. It was never in my nature to be pushy and not in my conscience to misrepresent what we do. Without big boobs or infectious lads bar room banter and a catalogue of jokes to tell I only had my product knowledge and integrity to rely on. I learnt it takes all types to succeed in airfreight sales. There is no doubt blond bimbos could succeed where the most astute male would fail. Sex sells, and a sweet smile from an attractive lady working for the competition could leave us losing out. But some buyers would dismiss our competitor only because they employed the blond. The reality was I had to look for the more discerning buyer who cared about the service they got and trusted my integrity to deliver the service they wanted. The key for me was to match up with the client and find something in common with them so that I could be on their level and gain their confidence. I met and effectively 'interviewed' thousands of people to find out what made them click. I became perceptive at weeding out the shysters who would say what they thought you wanted to hear and then do something else when you left. I could detect the liars, the skivers, the time wasters. But amongst them I found hundreds of genuine people who respected me and I respected back not just as clients. And in time I was proud to say to potential clients, “We don’t have many customers, but we have lots of friends”. That’s the degree of mutual trust we have established with so many. Now many competitors do not bother to approach our clients , knowing what their loyalty is to us and our company. I’m careful to make sure we never lose that trust. That’s why I never allow myself to say, “To be honest”. I am honest. End of.
Most of the time.
Warszawa, Poland
Commercial profile for a local business. Often, I am asked to photograph businesses in the same style that I work the street so that a portfolio of images can be built to showcase a business by showcasing the human element and connect their business to potential clients.
Links to all of my work. Instagram. Website. Behance. linktr.ee/ewitsoe
Cold Coast Cape Cod.
I went down to the Cape for Ma's birthday last week (82 wow!) she's looking great by the way- well whenever I go I like to make time for beach photography because there is sand there. Coming from Maine sand is a really big deal. Anyway it was downright Freezing with clear clear skies for 90 percent of the time there so it was challenging to say the least. But still a great opportunity to focus my gear and mind on some different scenery. Different scenery is so valuable as a photographer! One last thing- I've been neglecting Flickr for a long time now- pretty much just cross posting from Facebook, it's not that I think Facebook is cooler it's just that the platform has more potential clients for me to reach, and there's too little time for it all. I grew up here though so thanks again Flickr for being my jumping off point! ? And have a great day, Nate from Maine.
Here is a recent image I created as a tester for a potential client, based on the idea of off-kilter architecture and strange gravity. Inspired by some Inception posters sent by the client, I wanted to mimic the same abstract effect.
©2011 Signalnoise Studio and James White.
Jean Béraud (French 1849-1935)
Oil on canvas
Musée Carnavalet inv. P1661
Cafés-concerts were popular destinations in Belle Époque Paris, with entertainers presenting song-and-dance performances while the public dined. The working-class character of these establishments did not dissuade middle-class customers from patronizing them. In this picture, the painter Jean Béraud depicts two elegantly dressed women - probably high-class prostitutes - among wealthy potential clients at Le Jardin de Paris, a famous café-concert on the Champs-Élyseés.
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Paris 1900
Portland Art Museum
Travel back to Paris at the dawn of the 20th century and experience the splendor of the sparkling French capital as it hosted the world for the International Exposition of 1900.
This was the height of the Belle Époque, a period of peace and prosperity in France when fine art, fashion, and entertainment flourished as never before. Fifty-one million visitors from around the world attended the Exposition and flooded the city, where they enjoyed its posh restaurants, opulent opera house, artistic cabarets, and well-tended parks. For the French, it was an opportunity to show off their prowess in the arts, sciences, and new technology, and to highlight what made Paris unique from rivals London and Berlin.
Inspired by an exhibition originally presented in 2014 at the Petit Palais in Paris, Paris 1900 re-creates the look and feel of the era through more than 200 paintings, decorative art objects, textiles, posters, photographs, jewelry, sculpture, and film, and will plunge visitors into the atmosphere of the Belle Époque.
These objects, drawn from several City of Paris museums—including the Petit Palais, the Musée Carnavalet, the Palais Galliera, the Musée Bourdelle, and the Maison de Victor Hugo—form a portrait of a vibrant and swiftly changing city.
The splendor of Paris unfolds in six sections or vignettes. The visitor enters “Paris: The World’s Showcase,” which highlights the International Exposition of 1900 and the sweeping architectural and technological changes made to the cityscape to welcome the new century.
As Paris was also the self-proclaimed “Capital of the Arts,” the second section of the exhibition examines the vast range of styles and talent present in the city in the form of sculpture, painting, and prints. Viewers will delight to work by well-known artists such as Camille Pissarro and Berthe Morisot and will discover compelling paintings and sculpture by lesser-known masters of the time.
The seductive Art Nouveau style, so popular in the decorative arts, is the focus of the next vignette, which features furniture, jewelry, pottery, posters, ironwork, and fans that exhibit the whiplash curve and natural inspiration of this international style.
French fashion and style were at the heart of Parisian pride, and the next section examines the cult and myth of la Parisienne—the ideal French woman—through textiles, paintings, prints, and decorative arts. Strolling through the city was considered one of the great Parisian pastimes and is explored in “A Walk in Paris.”
New modes of transport, such as the omnibus and the newly invented bicycle, competed with horses, pedestrians, and automobiles as the 20th century unfolded.
The final vignette, “Paris by Night,” features a selection of the vast amusements that made Paris the center of European entertainment, from lowly cabarets to the most refined theaters and restaurants.
The exhibition concludes with a look at a great French invention of the Belle Époque: the moving picture. Clips from early film animate the exhibition and allow the viewer to rediscover the dawn of cinema.
Warszawa, Poland
Commercial profile for a local business. Often, I am asked to photograph businesses in the same style that I work the street so that a portfolio of images can be built to showcase a business by showcasing the human element and connect their business to potential clients.
Links to all of my work. Instagram. Website. Behance. linktr.ee/ewitsoe
I was very kindly asked to do an interview for a student magazine put together by a group of students who are studying the same course I did at the same college I went to so I was more than happy to oblige.
I was blown away at the quality and professionalism of the finished magazine, which is free and available for free in Casino, Rollersnakes, Jade and more in Leicester!
A big thanks to Matt & co for the opportunity to be a part of the mag and good luck to them!
Here's the actual interview:
I. What inspired you to set up on your own and pursue you own ideas?
It was the thought of being able to be free with my creativity and do my own thing. I vividly remember looking upto my boss, the owner of the design agency I used to work for, thinking "how the hell do you own your company, it seems so fun, no idea how you do it" but not too long after that I was my own boss, which is the best feeling in the world!
I've always been one for wanting to give everything a go to, even if I knew nothing about it e.g editing or painting, I've got a big thirst for anything creative and it doesnt normally matter if I can do it or not, I just love giving things a go!
II. What, if any, were you biggest hurdles to overcome in the early
stages? What are the hurdles now?
I guess the biggest hurdles are getting your name out there and building up your portfolio, but that's something time sorts out for you. I found if you just keep working hard and love what you're doing, things fall into place as people recognise when you work hard and have a passion I reckon. I've been super super lucky in having the nicest clients too, in areas I'm really interested so I think luck has a big part to play!
As for hurdles now, I'd say it's more the business side of things. Dealing with tax, invoices, business things like that ~ Im a designer and not a businessman so it's far easier for me to learn a technique in illustrator than it is to figure out a tax form.
It's dealing with business and graphics and getting them both right that's the hardest part i'd say, but don't let that put you off, Id I can do it, failing maths TWICE then anyone can do it!
III. What is the most important lesson you have had to learn as a
free-lance designer?
That being nice gets you everywhere! Seriously, being nice to people and complementing others on great work and just actively being part of the art / graphics community helps so much as you make great friends and connections. You never know where things can lead, and thats the most exciting part!
IV. Jam Factory has a strong stylistic indentity, does this ever work
against you?
I guess it has yeah, as maybe potential clients may see my style of work and think "I dont like that style" or "This wouldnt suit what I need" and they go elsewhere! I try to vary everything I do and mix up styles but I think it still shines through however I try to hide it.
That's all cool though, I hope i do have my own style, so that's a good thing to have your own identity I think. Im sure every designer or artist in the world who has a distinctive style has had it work against them at some point, it's just the way it goes I guess!
V. Do you worry about waking up one morning to find that your favoured
style is "out of date"?
I do a bit yeah but I like ot think that the harder you work the better you become. It's like anything, the more you practice then the better you get! I love designing and doodling and being creative, so the more I do it, hopefully the better I get and therefor taking my own work forward, hopefully not becoming 'out of date'.
I also really enjoying trying something new, trying more complex ideas or just tacking something in a different way to before, so I think that way of continually pushing yourself further will help counter becoming stale and out of date (fingers crossed anyways!)
VI. What role does the computer play in Jam Factories out-put? Do you
still doodle/sketch?
I do indeed still doodles and sketch, infact I think it's really important to! There's not a project that goes by that hasn't started life in a sketchbook in one way or another. Sometimes it's a quick scribble and afew words, other times every last detail is sketched out first!
But yeah, I do think it's important to start with pen and paper, lets you just rough out the ideas first and start the process, then you can move onto the computer with a clear direction of where you're going with something.
As for the computer role, man I'm a complete nerd so my Mac pretty much does everything possible. I use it for everything aswell as all JamFactory-related stuff, I'm lost if I've not got my 'puter, sad but true!
VII. What are the sorts of things that you do to attract clients?
I tend to do a little sexy dance for them, that always works wonders.
I don't really... maybe I should? Aside from the dancing, I don't really do any 'traditional' promotional methods, I haven't taken out any adverts or anything like that. Again I think i've been really lucky, taking advantage of social networking and community sites such as Flickr and MySpace, utilizating them for showing off my work and the latest things happening at JamFactory.
Being on top of things like website updates, blogs, newsletters really helps and writing everything in a nice friendly and honest format. I really think the way I write things, just genuine and honest, helps because there's no bullshit, there's no agency smokescreen - it's just me, my work and that's it!
Freebies aswell, everyone loves freebies and there's such a great feeling seeing someone rock a little pin badge with your logo on or wear a t-shirt with your design on. These things never make you any money per se but they do push your name forward and get your work seen!
VIII. Who/what inspires you? And to what extent have they/this
affected your work?
Oh man, who inspires me? Where do I start... Mr Cartoon, 123Klan, Hydro74, ISO50, Christopher Lee, David Ellis, Deseo, DGPH, Tado, Estevan Oriel, Flying Fortress, Jeff Soto, Mike Giant, Richt, PARIS and the whole Wet Shame Crew, Pete Fowler, Toki Doki, Banksy, David Carson to name but a few!
They inspire me directly, like I've subconciously taken onboard little parts of their style over the years and it's morphed into my own. I think that's important to, to discover artists and influences you love because like it or not, you will absorb all the bits you love and it'l mould the way you do things.
Im also influenced in-directly too, like peoples work ethic - Mr Cartoon & Estevan Oriels's outlook on what they do is just so inspiring, watch their part on Upper Playground's 'The Run-Up' DVD to see what I mean! It's seeing my peers reach such great heights that inspire me to try even harder and to push myself to see what I can be.
Aswell as artists, I'm also influenced heavily by music, wether it be a lyric I hear making me think of something or just the mood of a tune. Im hugely inspired by MF Doom - just the idea of multiple persona's and hiding behind a mask, it just feels so creative and exciting. Doom's a big push behind my 'CMYK' brand - creating new things to experiment with, with no reason or purpose!
IX. You seem to dabble in all areas of art forms. Which to you make
you feel like you've achieved the desired impact the most?
I dont feel like I've achieved my desired impact in any field yet! I'm still a relative youngling in all respects and I hope to just keep on learning and improving! There's always something new to learn and something different to try so it's just a big learning curve!
There's a tonne of different format and mediums I'm yet to dabble in so who knows what the future will bring!
X. Finally any last pointers? Tips? Anything at all you want to add?
Work hard, do your thing, show love to others, love it, live it and be proud of doing your thing! Good luck!
And finally would it be possible to get a brief history of what you've
done? Say from starting at Leicester College to now.
Sure, I did a 2 year BTEC Nat. Dip. in Graphic Design at Leicester college, then lucky enough to be offered a job straight outta there (as I didnt fancy Uni) and got a job as a junior graphic designer at a local advertising agency in Leicester. A few months into it I was offered the chance to learn to be a junior web designer instead of a graphic designer - I said yes and spent the next 4 years learning my trade during the daytime and developing my own stuff in the evenings, using 'jam-factory.com' as a place to muck around and try out the latest tips and techniques I'd learnt at work!
Over time it developed into a site with my own work but just for fun, After 4 years I made the break and went freelance, working for and above Casino Skates in the city centre half the week and spent the other half of the week doing my own thing, trying to get other clients and push things forward.
After a year I moved to Bristol with my girlfriend and started checking out the creative stuff happening there and was lucky to meet alot of like-minded artists and designers and loved it. 2 years on and I'm still loving it! Developed JamFactory further and still doing that to this day - everyday there's something new and fun!!!
Images from a recent shoot with Nicole.
We made a video, which can be found in the following places:
Facebook - www.facebook.com/pages/Kirsty-Legg-Photography/1245750553...
YouTube - www.youtube.com/watch?v=BTG2NOp5tpE
The aim of this shoot was to make a video for my website to show potential clients that Boudoir photography sessions are private, fun and comfortable.
Thanks again to Nicole for modelling!
Joie de vivre
(n.) a delight in being alive; keen, carefree enjoyment of living.
I'm working with this lovely woman to update the images on her website. She envisioned a photograph where her clients and potential clients are able to feel the love of life, the joy of living. We found it.
Remedios Varo, Anglès, ES 1908 - Mexico City 1963
Damenschneider - Ladies' suit aka Women's tailor (1957)
When settled in Mexico, Remedios Varo first made a living with painting furniture and toys for children as well as restoring pre-Columbian artifacts. She also designed costumes for theatrical productions and extraordinary hats. These costumes later showed up in her paintings. In Woman’s Tailor she depicted a fashion showroom in which a tailor has his models parade his latest creations before a potential client.
Remedios Varo was a Spanish painter known for her haunting and iconographic work. A devotee of Hieronymus Bosch, her works often use mystical narratives to convey issues of gender rights and political repression. Born in Anglès, Spain, Varo studied at the Real Academia de Bellas Artes de San Fernando in Madrid, before fleeing Spain for Paris during the Spanish Civil War. While in Paris, she found friends as well as an audience among the Surrealist community of writers and artists. In 1941, forced to leave France during WWII, Varo settled in Mexico City, where she befriended Leonora Carrington, another exiled painter. Tragically she died at the age of 33 in Mexico City. Today Remedios Varo is considered as one of the most important and influential Surrealist artists of the 20th century.
I recently made this portfolio book for the purpose of showing my design work to potential clients and potential studios during initial meetings. It's a perfect bound, 246 page book. The front and back covers of the book is my personal identity "DA".
Original upload in February 2007:
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During the SYWBPP birthday celebration a few weeks back, various professional photographers gave "gifts" to the group members during the event. Dawn M. generously donated a referral card template and instructions for assembly.
Her presentation is simply brilliant - the die-cut wallets not only give potential clients examples of your photography, and the professional paper they're printed on - but also act as a discount card for the recipient and their friends via a "referral program".
I finally got mine customized and put together tonight. Each packet includes six referral cards tied with ribbon and placed on a 5x5 instruction card, placed inside a petal envelope (sealed with my logo sticker), and then placed inside a square envelope (sealed with my logo sticker).
My husband has been getting a lot of inquiries about my photography from a calendar of mine that he keeps on his desk, so I'm hoping these help me rope in a newborn session or two once I'm finally ready to tackle new clients here in Mouseville™. I'm starting to get that "haven't taken photos in awhile" random twitching...
Thanks again, Dawn! I absolutely love these!
Been requested to upload some sample product shots for a potential clients. Hope this is good enough .
Strobist info : One SB600 placed above the subject and diffused with an umbrella. Triggered using D300 commander iTTL mode. For products and close up shots, I noticed the kit lens 18-55mm f3.5-5.6 works best due to the close focusing distance.
3rock needed a brochure to send out to their existing and potential clients to inform them of the services they offer and what they can do.
A stunning sea of purple hidden away in Surrey. I've lived in the area for 4.5 Years and never knew about this place, until a potential client asked me to shoot some child portraits there. This is me checking out the location.
Mopping the melted snow from moored boats is a daily task, in an effort to keep the boats looking good for potential clients.
Over the last week my work has taken me for walks along the Moscow River mainly between the Borodinskiy Most bridge and the Mezhdunarodnaya Metro Station. The weather was mild with little sunlight, the silence was sometimes deafening even in this big busy city. The winter ice on the river was melting day by day as the temperatures came above zero degrees.
My following shots are from my walks along the Moscow River
Liquorice Allsorts have been an essential in the British sweetshop since 1899.
Liquorice allsorts consist of a variety of liquorice sweets sold as a mixture. They are made of liquorice, sugar, coconut, aniseed jelly, fruit flavourings and gelatine. They come in little square "sandwiches", coconut "wheels, tubes, sprinkle covered jellies and little liquorice Berties.
They were first produced in Sheffield, England by Geo. Bassett & Co Ltd and this is the make that is foremost in the British child's memories mainly because of their mascot: Bertie Bassett – a jolly figure constructed entirely from Allsorts ;)
Allsorts were the product of a happy accident. One day in 1899, a company salesman, Charlie Thompson, was showing a potential client a tray of different types of sweets. The client was seemingly distinctly underwhelmed until Thompson accidentally knocked the tray over, whereupon the resulting chaotic mix of sweets invented themselves in the client’s eyes as an instant new brand.
There are 5 liquorice allsorts: 1 chocolate sandwich, 1 lemon and white sandwich tower, 1 pink coconut wheel, 1 yellow coconut wheel and one liquorice tube.
The third in the new range of pick'n'mix sweets...
Use them as separate pincushions, unusual play pieces in board games, Christmas table decorations, table place gifts or display them in a glass bonbon bowl to brighten up a dull corner.
Designed completely by me ;)
Hey guys, lately I've been really inspired to shoot and make new photos. Not really sure why, but I'm going to ride it out and bleed it dry.
I had a toddler shoot the other day and the mother ordered a ton of photos. And this idea popped up in my head.
Photography in general is rarely glamorous, rarely is it exotic, rarely is it what people think it is.
90% of my time is spent in front of my laptop, whether its editing, printing, networking, or responding to potential clients.
If I'm lucky I get to shoot the other 10% of the time. And thats why I started this little project of mine, whether its something simple like printing photos and taking a photo of it.
As of lately I found myself stuck in a slump and was only worried about making money, which there isn't anything wrong with that. However I wanted to bring my photography back to life and 'fall back in love with it' and enjoy it like I use to.
So I present to you!
Photography isn't always Glamorous!
Nikon D4
Einstein 640
White Beauty Dish
Sock Diffused
Overhead
SB900
Bare flash
Moved around