Feasting After a Famine

For me, for the past year or so, work has been feast or famine. There were times when I was working my ass off and times when my ass was the thing I was sitting on, doing not much of anything work-wise. For the past couple of weeks I've been working my ass off, feasting as it were. In fact, so much so I feel entirely bloated! (Which is a good thing.) And, of course, more than a little fatigued. (Not such a good thing.)

One production I just finished was for 6-days and each day was 14-16 hours long. I ain't getting any younger! Working those kind of hours, especially when you add the commute to various locations--which makes those production days more like 16 to 18 hours long--makes them grueling and exhausting.

As much as I love blogging, I simply haven't had time to update much. Believe it or not, updating (or lack of updating) weighs heavily on me. Maybe it's my blogger's ego trying to convince me readers are anxiously waiting to read about my latest photographic exploits? Maybe it's just my ego in general? Maybe I'm delusional? I really don't know. All I do know is I look for opportunities to post updates even when I'm running around like a chicken with its head cut off.

I'm at a studio right now, in fact. But the girl I was supposed to be shooting at 9:00 this morning flaked and now we're waiting for the replacement body. General note to girls who get in front of cameras: If you think you're irreplaceable, think again. You may be all that, but you ain't all that AND a bag of chips!

Anyway, the flaking-feline has given me a little time to punch the keyboard and get something of an update on here. It ain't much, but it's something. And that something removes a bit of weight from my shoulders and, frankly, anytime I can remove a monkey off my back, even a small-ish, blogger monkey, I'm down for it.

The pretty girl at the top and below is December, 2008, Penthouse Pet Tori Black from last week. She's a vegetarian if that means anything. I only mention her eating habits because it stuck in my mind for some reason. Mostly, I guess, because she didn't look like a vegetarian. (Whatever it is vegetarians are supposed to look like.)

Tori captured with a Canon 5D and three lights. My main modified with a 5' Photoflex Octodome with a 3' diameter, white, Westcott reflector set below the Octo and angled up in sort of a half-clamshell configuration. I also set a couple of kickers, either side and behind her, modified with small, shoot-thru, umbrellas. ISO 100, f/8 @ 125. Not much processing on these other than cropping and levels adjustments. They're kind of like "what you see is what I snapped" pics.