i have so much to say. becky and i had been talking. we do that a lot. and scheming. we had ideas---really good ones. i had shots, visions, magic just waiting for its chance to happen---
but in the end, there was only a little over 20 minutes minus driving time to pull it off. that afternoon martin had to be somewhere with the car---but becky's cute pregnant tummy was growing every day and we wanted to get the shoot in before she was "showing."--should i go, should i stay, a now or never moment, and? i grabbed my contax 645 and headed out the door.
me on the phone: "be ready in pajamas, a v-neck shirt, and 'i just woke up,' hair."
becky: (laughter---becky has the best laugh ever--she should have a permanent position as a studio audience member)
me: "can i borrow your light meter?"
becky: "i'll have it ready."
10 minutes later, there i was rushing into becky's house, ripping that light meter out of her hands. we barricaded the kids out of the kitchen. sawyer started crying. loudly.
me: "look serene."
becky: (serene people don't talk)
me: "can we use your bedroom?"
becky: "let's go."
we raced upstairs. i checked my watch.
and oh the light. we only had 10 more minutes, but we had such pretty light.
me: "everybody on the bed!"
the kids were confused, but agreeable.
me: "everybody look here,"
the three wee ones took almost perfect turns looking at me.
becky: (more laughter)
me: "if even one of these turns out, it will be worth it!"
i only had 20 minutes. but i had becky to shoot. i couldn't ask for a prettier soul. or face, while i'm at it. becky and 3 kids who adore her.
i think it turned out pretty well.
p.s. think emotionally in focus. =)