A friend and I road-tripped out to Goderich last weekend. It was a super lovely day, and as he is a photographer, we naturally had to stop and take pictures along the way. Here are some of my pictures, which are not as nice as his pictures.
First stop – a random field. Background – I have never let him photograph me before as I hate pictures of myself. But last week I agreed that he could. First pictures, I decided, needed to be in a nice field of old corn stocks.
And even though he grew up in the country, somehow he didn’t factor in the 6 inches of mud thing…
What you can’t see in the above picture is me pushing the car out and getting all muddy. I can show you the tire though.
Next stop, Bayfield.
He took lots of pictures here, of me, but I’m not showing them.
Here’s one that I took:
Needless to say, our photography styles are quite different. I am the of the “point-and-shoot” photography school. I shoot on automatic every time. If i have to think about it for more than 2 seconds, the photo is not worth taking.
His setup is much more labour intensive, and involves trollies worth of equipment, lights, and lighting tin-foil flippy out things, and random people off the beach to hold things and generators and batteries.
And aside from making me stand on cliffs freezing, I had to do things like jump over sand so as not to disturb it, and strip down to my skivvies in front of the sunset. (ok not quite)
The following is NOT me:
Where are the pictures of me, you ask? (or not) Stay tuned (or not because I probably won’t post them – although they are lovely)