The Pains of Being Pure at Scheduling

Last month, we photographed Peggy Wang, a Buzzfeed founder, for Tulane University Magazine. We had sample layouts, a bit of instruction for self AD’ing the shoot and and Peggy’s email address to get the ball rolling. We almost nailed down the time, date, place and some ideas with Peggy before the PR handler jumped in. What started as an hour shoot with an hour setup was hacked down to twenty minutes setup and twenty minutes to shoot for two to three sets. From run of the shop to two tight locations. You take what you can get sometimes, and even if you have to spend 5 of your forty minutes looking for a two replacement light bulbs. We found only one. Just do it? Photoshop the lamp to look like it has two bulbs in it? Maybe tomorrow.
Peggy Wang, Founder: Buzzfeed
Peggy, seasoned with a decade plus in public eye was easy to work with. PR advised her not to dunk the cookie for us even though she convinced Pres. Obama to dunk a cookie for Buzzfeed. Thanks Obama? Once again, you take what you can get. Though I would have liked to have some silly in the shoot, here’s the serious Peggy Wang from Buzzfeed.

P.S. stock concert shot isn’t mine.

The Great Pastie Debate

 

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Just a link… something that I’ll follow up with later as I probe the bounds of tasteless image creation?  Tasteful imagery?  Creative venting?

Something I picked up on a flavorpill site this afternoon…

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And the follow up begins.  Really, it’s an illustration on a wall… and a really nice colorful illustration that bears about as much resemblance to humans as the Peanuts characters.  Back in 2005 I had an assignment to shoot a dude on a couch eating popped corn with his blow up doll.   When the art director showed up with the Paris doll all boxed up pretty I had to admit there was a part of me that hoped he would leave the prop behind after the shoot.  We mounted up a bike pump and set to work on Paris, fully expecting her to look somewhat like the Paris Hilton lookalike (sort of) model on the package.  When Paris was fully inflated to her full 4’8″, she was less than stunning, triangular head, mittens for hands…. needless to say, I encouraged Dave to take her home and share her with his wife.  Hell, what do you want for thirty five bucks anway.  Reminds me of a song by My Life With The Thrill Kill Cult; Mystery Babylon.  Look it up… one of my faves!