Sunday, September 18, 2011
Some things I learned during my three shoots in 24 hours:
Never tuck your car keys into your pocket on your way to squat down in a soccer field to photograph children running. They will be lost. You will have to call your husband to come pick you up all the way out on the suburbs just as he has started sipping that well deserved glass of wine and you will feel badly. But you didn't leave the spare in your locked car, so maybe there is a god who pities you.
Moving your Saturday morning shoot to 8:30 AM will pretty much ensure that the famous rapper that was to be the star of the shoot will cancel.
Googling xanax and breastfeeding has been done by at least one other person than me.
Opera Memphis has a really, really cool secret warehouse full of crazy shit.
Sears Crosstown is also full of really crazy shit. And just shit.
Of the girls given the choice to arrive to the birthday party as a mermaid or a pirate, most of the girls chose pirate. Interesting. My daughter went as Barbie mermaid.
I love what I do. I will freak the hell out leading up and tear myself apart afterwards, but in the midst, I find the joy.