In case you don’t know by now, I look like a complete doof when I shoot.
And I’m SO okay with that.
In fact, I think it’s one of the main reason people hire me. Or, I like to think so, anyway.
It’s typically what my second shooter ends up doing: catching me do silly things, or faces, or twist myself into impossible positions.
My mission is to get the shot. Period. No matter how contorted I have to be to get there.
And a big part of that involves making you laugh. Even if you didn’t want to. Even if I told you to be serious. I pretty much always want you to laugh.
We have fun on my shoots. Because if you’re not having fun, I’m not either. And I don’t not have fun. No matter how many double negatives you throw at me.
It’s just kind of my thing.
I apparently crack myself up.
I hope my mother’s not right about my face freezing that way.